| Not yet 25, they’ll be kicking down the doors
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| Not yet 25, too loud to be ignored
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| Heard it on the vine, the sigh became a roar
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| There’s this song I’ve been singing
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| Kind of wrong but I mean it
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| Look me in the eyes, pretend we’ll make it right
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| Our time on credit card won’t keep you warm at night
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| Not yet 25, but here’s the reasons why
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| There’s this song I’ve been singing
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| Kind of wrong but I mean it
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| Lately, I’ve been
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| I’ve been dying to ignite the fire
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| Deep down, I know it’s all in vain
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| There’s nothing left to light
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| If I write these words, could it start a spark in me?
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| If I said 'em loud, could it summon some belief?
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| But I’m not yet 25, afraid of coming clean
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| There’s this song I’ve been singing
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| Kind of wrong but I mean it
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| Lately, I’ve been
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| I’ve been dying to ignite the fire
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| Deep down, I know it’s all in vain
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| There’s nothing left to light
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| There to light
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| Not yet 25, they’ll be cutting off the cord
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| Not yet 25, the yearn to be adored
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| Heard it on the vine, the sigh became a roar
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| There’s this song I’ve been singing
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| Kind of wrong but I mean it
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| There’s this song we’ve been singing
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| Kind of wrong but we mean it
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| There’s this song I’ve been singing
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| Kind of wrong but I mean it
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| There’s this song I’ve been singing
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| Kind of wrong but I mean it
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| There’s this song we’ve been singing
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| Kind of wrong but I mean it
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| There’s this song
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| There’s this song
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| There’s this song
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| There’s this song
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| Kind of wrong
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| Kind of wrong
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| Kind of wrong
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| Kind of wrong |