| Lines form on my face and hands
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| Lines form from the ups and down
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| I’m in the middle without any plans
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| I’m a boy and I’m a man
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| I’m eighteen and I don’t know what I want
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| Eighteen, I just don’t know what I want
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| Eighteen, I got to get away
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| I’ve got to get out of this place
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| I’ll go running into outer space
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| Oh yeah
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| I’ve got a baby’s brain and an old man’s heart
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| Took eighteen years to get this far
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| Don’t always know what I’m talking about
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| Feels like I’m in the middle of doubt
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| Because I’m eighteen, I get confused everyday
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| Eighteen, I just don’t know what to say
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| Eighteen, I got to get way
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| I’m eighteen and I like it
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| Yes, I like it
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| Well, I like it, love it, like it, love it
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| Eighteen, eighteen eighteen
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| I’m eighteen and I like it |