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Exit 18
Exit 18
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julia Perry
Julia Perry
Songwriter
Dylan Perry
Dylan Perry
Songwriter
Sean Leahy
Sean Leahy
Songwriter
Darren Muise
Darren Muise
Songwriter
Doug Mears
Doug Mears
Songwriter
Randy Leventhal
Randy Leventhal
Songwriter

Songteksten

I'm just seventeen shy of the all-time high Get low, get down, get by I've got one more year 'till my eighteenth here When I can show you mine The possession of my body isn't compromised By the lack of its permission to leave I am mine And in my youth I find I was never meant to be clean And what I seem to find peculiar The lack of your perception to see I can't be tamed by your naiveté, no I gotta know the notion of feeling free I'm just seventeen shy of the all-time high Get low, get down, get by I've got one more year 'till my eighteenth here When I can show you mine You're dangling my dignity just outta my reach But independence isn't a sin Except when you're defined as a minor Then god forbid I taint my skin And what I seem to find peculiar The lack of your perception to read Between my lines, I'm on the other side Just waiting for my day to be free I'm just seventeen shy of the all-time high Get low, get down, get by I've got one more year 'till my eighteenth here When I can show you mine My eyes have been closed To the weight of the world I don't wish to be deaf by your palms anymore Warn me of the way I love with no control I was born to wreck this home I'm just seventeen shy of the all-time high Get low, get down, get by I've got one more year 'till my eighteenth here When I can show you mine All mine Hey All mine HAHAHAHA
Writer(s): Sean Leahy, Julia Perry, Darren Muise, Doug Mears, Dylan Perry, Randy Leventhal Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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