Today is my birthday, and I'm riding high
Hair is dripping, hiding that I'm terrified
But this is summer, playing dumber than in fall
Everything I say falls right back
Into everything I'm not
In the oscilación of things
But what I really mean is
Not in the oscilación of things yet
Riding around on the bikes, we’re still sane
I won’t be her, tripping over onstage
Hey, it’s all cool, I still like hotels, but I think that'll change
Still like hotels, and my newfound fame
Hey, promise I can stay good
(Everything feels right)
I'm little, but I'm coming for the crown
I'm little, but I’m coming for you
(Chase paper,...
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