I'm still young wasting my youth
I'll grow up next summer
I'm back on those drugs I quit
I kept my dealer's number
I'm still young wasting my youth
I'll grow up next summer
I'm back on that girl I quit
I should've lost her number
I'm overconversating for heartbreak
I swallowed the pill I was in heartshape
She spilled my drink all over my car seat
She'll get attached and then trap me
Then I act like I get happy
She post pics to get at me
Deja vu, it's like last week
I'm still young wasting my youth
I'll grow up next summer
I'm back on those drugs I quit
I kept my dealer's number
I'm still young wasting my youth
I'll grow up next summer
I'm back on that girl I quit
I should've lost her number
Pedal to the floor, yeah I can't break
The floor of the hotels, my ashtray
She open the door and walked past me
I'm a hollywood whore, I don't ask names
Yeah, let's get high as fuck
I try to cover up
I (?) seen too much
I got blood for her touch
I'm still young wasting my youth
I'll grow up next summer
I'm back on those drugs I quit
I kept my dealer's number
I'm still young wasting my youth
I'll grow up next summer
I'm back on that girl I quit
I should've lost her number
I'm still young
I'm wasted and I'm not getting younger
I'll grow up, I promise that I'll grow up next summer
I'm still young
I'm wasted and I'm not getting younger
I'll grow up, I promise that I'll grow up next summer
I'm still young
I'm wasted and I'm not getting younger
I'll grow up, I promise that I'll grow up next summer
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