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New End Original - 14-41 lyrics
14 to 41. Start blind, end up dumb. You're 16, you're 23, you're 32, you're 41... Gonna leave it all behind and not say sorry. Yea, you are always right, so why worry? You learn to steal and lie to friends -- You trust no one. My Birthday's commin' around again... And there is no other way. And there is no other. I'm waiting for the bell to ring. I'm always older. Pressures and folds of fat and lipstick-stained calendars all hide under marriage porcelain that I'm falling over. My birthday, my birthday, my worst day! My Birthday's commin' around again... 14 to 41. Start blind, end up dumb. You're 16, you're 23, you're 32, you're 41... Yea, you're 32, you're 41. You're all those things and then you're none. You're through all that, you've just begun. |
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