Fuches - Sixteen

Eyes are red
They'll try to make it through it's not that easy
It's unfair
As the kids are growing younger it gets harder
I swear
The pressure comes it kicks them and they fall
But they know
Expect the worst from them they've no control
Sixteen
Sixteen
Sixteen
Sixteen
Sixteen
Sixteen
Sixteen
Sixteen
Like a cassette player
Put your advice on loop
They'll drown it out
And head straight for the noose
Stay awake
Late night trouble
Enjoy it for the rush
Impulsiveness that turns to ash
Sixteen
Sixteen
Sixteen
Sixteen
Sixteen
Sixteen
Sixteen
Sixteen
I define my definition
They can't focus for a second
Count my blessings in the shower out of mortal bircks they're breaking
So take another second leave your judgement behind
You never these conditions that's why they never comply
Don't even try to cheer 'em up they think that romance is dead
They got lost in the smoke
Off with their lungs and their heads
They drink and they smoke and they talk too much
But why does sixteen
Feel like thirty?

Written by:
Johnathan Fux

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