Eighteen

Eighteen - beabadoobee

Don't wanna be eighteen

With responsibilities

Sometimes I get scared

Of growing up

Entering a world

With broken dreams

Sometimes I get scared

And throw it all up

And June the third is

Coming closer and I'm

Nowhere near closure

Don't wanna be eighteen

When I can't ride a bike

Still hang onto my sheets

During storms

In my bed I'm ten but

I can't shut my eyes

I still wish I wore

A school uniform

And June the third is

Coming closer and I'm

Nowhere near closure

Don't wanna be eighteen

With a messy room

Still wonder what lingers

Under my bed at night

Kinda wish I stayed

At my mother's home

Are we gonna know what

It's like to be blind

'Cause June the third is

Coming closer and I'm

Nowhere near closure