Testi Soundtracks :: F

Lines form on my face and hands

Lines form from the ups and down

I'm in the middle without any plans

I'm a boy and I'm a man

I'm eighteen and I don't know what I want

Eighteen, I just don't know what I want

Eighteen, I gotta get away

I've gotta get out of this place

I'll go running into outer space

Oh yeah

I've got a baby's brain and an old man's heart

Took eighteen years to get this far

Don't always know what I'm talking about

Feels like I'm in the middle of doubt

Cause I'm

Eighteen, I get confused everyday

Eighteen, I just don't know what to say

Eighteen, I gotta get way

Oh, lines form on my face and hands

Lines form on the left and right

I'm in the middle, the middle of life

I'm a boy and I'm a man

I'm eighteen and I like it

Yes I like it

Well, I like it, love it, like it, love it

Eighteen, eighteen eighteen

I'm eighteen and I Like it