Текст и слова песни Make Believe – Owen - I'm Not Seventeen
hey cheekbones and eyes
I've been gone three weeks
now I'm a mess
my stomach's on strike
and it's 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
I've been gone three weeks
now I'm a mess
my stomach's on strike
and it's 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
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