Another drunken poem dodie
On this page, discover the full lyrics of the song "Another drunken poem" by dodie. Lyrxo.com offers the most comprehensive and accurate lyrics, helping you connect with the music you love on a deeper level. Ideal for dedicated fans and anyone who appreciates quality music.
It's 1 am, I'm tired and cold.
There's bugs flying in my room
A pile of laundry,
An unmade bed,
I'm home so late,
I'm doomed.
I'm eighteen years old
And I'm moving out
Because I'm allowed to
I'm poor and I'm scared
I'm young and useless
Who knows what I'm meant to do?
Swings and Slides,
Balloons and play
School and the careless past
Now a job and rent
My future and cash
I've got to grow up
And fast.
There's bugs flying in my room
A pile of laundry,
An unmade bed,
I'm home so late,
I'm doomed.
I'm eighteen years old
And I'm moving out
Because I'm allowed to
I'm poor and I'm scared
I'm young and useless
Who knows what I'm meant to do?
Swings and Slides,
Balloons and play
School and the careless past
Now a job and rent
My future and cash
I've got to grow up
And fast.
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!