| Yesterday, I was only fifteen
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| Smoking up and counting all my blessings
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| Backpack full of brownies on a red-eye
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| I was fifteen, fifteen
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| All these people say that I’ve been changing
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| Telling me I turned into a stranger
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| I just wanna keep on doing nothing
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| Like I’m fifteen, fifteen
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| Tell me that we’re never getting old (Fifteen)
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| Tell me that we’re never getting old (Fifteen)
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| Baby, we could stay forever young (Fifteen)
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| Not like these other bastards that I don’t like
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| Yesterday, I was only fifteen
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| Smoking up and counting all my blessings
|
| Backpack full of brownies on a red-eye
|
| I was fifteen, fifteen
|
| All these people say that I’ve been changing
|
| Telling me I turned into a stranger
|
| I just wanna keep on doing nothing
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| Like I’m fifteen, fifteen
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| Tell me that we’re never getting old
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| Tell me that we’re never getting old
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| Baby, we could stay forever young
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| Not like these other bastards that I don’t like
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| Tell me that we’re never getting old (Fifteen)
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| Tell me that we’re never getting old (Fifteen)
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| Baby, we could stay forever young (Fifteen)
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| Not like these other bastards that I don’t like
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| That I don’t know, that I don’t trust
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| That I don’t like, that I don’t love |