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lirik lagu 19 – iamjayce

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(intro)
nineteen
iamjayce
september two-nine
one-nine-nine-eight

(verse 1)
i thought by this point that things would be plenty fun
but i’m already bored of life and i ain’t even twenty one
feeling lonely and i’m ’bout to go and get a gun
just to get a spark of life, wonder what what have i become
the only time i get some joy now is when i c-m
and my hand is the only way that i can get it done
feeling numb, feeling lost, feeling hopeless
going in circles like i’m in a state of hypnosis
i always gaze to the sun and the sky
wondering why
i’m living an uncomfortable life
like i got something to hide, i don’t know nothing
if i did i’d keep it tucked up inside
like cellulite in the thighs
of a fat chick, only way that i can p-ss the time is if i practice
always getting better so don’t say i’m not on that sh-t
if you don’t, i’mma lay you down on the mattress
shafted when you choke up on a fat d-ck

(hook)
going through a mid life crisis
but i’m only nineteen
why can’t i have nice dreams?
this is why i can’t have nice things
most people young and reckless
but i’m just f-cking restless
always doubting myself
and i’m doubting that helps
i know i just can’t help it

(verse 2)
i thought by this point my life would be a movie scene
partying, doing drugs, and see a girl in her new bikin(i)
instead i’m up at 4am recording this f-cking song
i’m not an insomniac i just pretend that nothing’s wrong
i should be in amsterdam with my homies and puffing bongs
instead i’m flicking through the tv channels and oh
nothing’s on
what the f-ck is wrong?
where’s that spark i once had
i know if my life was a tv show i would turn back
i always gaze at the sun and the sky
wondering why
i’m living an uncomfortable life
i don’t got nothing to hide, i don’t know nothing
if i did i’d keep it tucked up inside
pretend i’m lovely and nice
like a catfish, only way that i can p-ss the time is if i practice
always getting better so don’t say i’m not on that sh-t
if you don’t, i’mma lay you down on the mattress
shafted when you choke up on a fat d-ck

(hook)
going through a mid life crisis
but i’m only nineteen
why can’t i have nice dreams?
this is why i can’t have nice things
most people young and reckless
but i’m just f-cking restless
always doubting myself
and i’m doubting that helps
i know i just can’t help it