| I’m nervous, so nervous
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| I overeat, I lack purpose
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| And I’m only scratching the surface (Hey)
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| And I’m not shelved 'cause sex sells
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| But how long 'til I’m canceled?
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| This is 30, fucking 30
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| I’m still here, I’m still dirty
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| I made it, I’m a flower
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| I don’t sleep, I don’t shower (Gross)
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| I masturbate twice every hour (That's fucking disgusting)
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| And my band’s sick 'cause my head’s sick (Yeah, okay)
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| I get drunk and I’m reckless
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| Stalk my Twitter, stan my bullshit
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| This is 30, something is wrong with me!
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| Ah, ah, ah!
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| Yeah, he, he!
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| So raise up your glasses to going out of fashion
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| To acronyms, sex scams, and social distractions
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| 'Cause everything’s changing and I don’t know shit about shit
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| I’m older, I got wrinkles
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| I still complain I get pimples
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| I miss when everything was simple (Hey)
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| The sex past too fast
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| I ask, «How long did your ex last?»
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| I’m fucking worthless, I’m unhappy
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| This is 30, yeah!
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| Ah, ah, ah!
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| Yeah, he, he!
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| Woo!
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| Ugh, so get off your asses and take down the masses
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| Socialist, fascist, the world is all plastic
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| Everyone thinks it, but they don’t know shit about shit
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| You treat me like a baby
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| Forgive me when I’m wrong
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| You love me when I’m crazy
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| I’m alright, but I hate that song
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| (Attention to the world, there’s something wrong with me)
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| You treat me like a baby
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| (But sing the words and I pretend I’m 23)
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| Forgive me when I’m wrong
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| (I'll please the crowd and I’ll put out the candlelight)
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| You love me when I’m crazy
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| You know my only wish is for a better life
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| (Attention to the world, there’s something wrong with me)
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| Don’t treat me like a baby
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| (But sing the words and I pretend I’m 23)
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| And fight me when I’m wrong
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| (I'll please the crowd and I’ll put out the candlelight)
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| And smack me when I’m crazy
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| I’m alright, but I hate that song |