No I could never be in tune
It goes throught the thrust
Till I get lost
And I could never be the same
Goes throught the thrust
Go throught the thrust
Before you really shame my uneven strolls
You’re making me more lost than I could
And where is the fun in growing up?
Gap between mature and adult
Nowdays I’m just not enough
Before you really shame my uneven strolls
You’re making me more lost than I could
And where is the fun in growing up?
Gap between mature and adult
Nowdays I’m just not enough
Before you really shame my uneven strolls
You’re making me more lost than I could
And where is the fun in growing up?
Gap between mature and adult
Nowdays I’m just not enough
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