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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
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