Owen - I'm Not Seventeen lyrics

Song information

Artist: Make Believe
Album: The Association Of Utopian Hologram Swallowers ...

Lyrics

Hey cheekbones and eyes
I've been gone three weeks
Now I'm a mess
My stomach's on strike
And it's been three weeks
Since my last breath

Well I don't know why I'm here
'Cause I'm not in need of attention
And I'm not seventeen
And I don't believe
In that which I can't see

Well I swear
If I make it home with my mind and some skin on my bones
I'll be the first one to throw up
These car keys and this cell phone
So I can't leave or talk to anyone
And this stupid wristwatch
So I'm unaware of the time that I've lost
I'm trying to be that which I'm not

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

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