I'm Not Seventeen
Lyrics
hey cheekbones and eyes I've been gone three weeks now I'm a mess my stomach's on strike and its been three weeks since my last breath well I don't know why I'm here cause I'm not in need of attention and I'm not seventeen and I don't believe in that which I can't see well I swear if I make it home with my mind and some skin on my bones I'll be the first one to throw up these car keys and this cell phone so I can't leave or talk to anyone and this stupid wristwatch so I'm unaware of the time that I've lost I'm trying to be that which I'm not
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 03:34
- Key
- 4
- Tempo
- 81 BPM