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Nineteen
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Nineteen è stato pubblicato il 18 luglio 2025 da Independent come parte dell'album Nineteen - Single
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Data di uscita18 luglio 2025
EtichettaIndependent
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM78

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Emilyn
Emilyn
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emilyn
Emilyn
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Emilyn
Emilyn
Producer

Testi

Still sneakin' out the back door, lipstick smeared
Half a bottle deep, no shame, no fear
Daddy's money in my ripped-up jeans
Sayin' I'm grown but I don't know what that means
He said I'm pretty when I cry
So I let him make me cry again last night
A little drunk, a little mean
That's what nineteen really fucking means
And all my friends are broken mirrors
Sippin' poison just to feel clearer
I fake a laugh, I kiss too fast
Regret it later, but it never lasts
'Cause I'm nineteen, bleeding in a backseat
Sayin' shit I don't mean, breaking like it's routine
Cigarette burns and love that's obscene
Too young to know better, too old to stay clean
I'm not your dream girl, I'm your worst mistake
But I'll wear your hoodie and fuck you anyway
Nineteen, yeah, it's all a goddamn mess
But this is the year I'll never forget
Body count goin' up like my breakdowns
Another name I'll never write down
He said "you're wild," I said "you ain't seen shit"
Kissed him just to feel something, didn't do it for the hit
Text my ex when I'm too high
He still answers, don't know why
Guess he likes the chaos too
Nineteen does that shit to you
Heart in a blender, songs on repeat
Same sad playlist, different street
Cryin' in the club, mascara streak
And I call it freedom when I can't speak
'Cause I'm nineteen, screaming at a sunrise
Running red lights just to feel alive
Falling hard for every lie
And crashing fast every single time
I'm not your angel, I'm your red flag dream
But I'll let you touch me till I can't breathe
Nineteen, yeah, I'll fuck it up with pride
'Cause it's the first time I feel alive
This year's a fever, and I'm not breakin'
All of these nights, all the risks I'm takin'
Said I want love but I run when it's real
Don't tell me to heal, I like how this feels
Nineteen, lipstick on a grave
Of every version of me I couldn't save
Sayin' sorry with a kiss, not a clue what I miss
If this is growing up, then fuck all of it
I'm not your forever, just your favorite sin
But you'll still think of me when she tucks you in
Nineteen, yeah, it's all a goddamn mess
But this is the year I'll never forget
Written by: Emilyn Hart
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