Make Believe Owen - I'm Not Seventeen Lyrics

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hey cheekbones and eyes
I've been gone three weeks
now I'm a mess
my stomach's on strike
and it's been three weeks
since my last breath

well I don't know why I'm here
'cause I'm not in need of attention
and I'm not seventeen
and I don't believe
in that which I can't see

well I swear
if I make it home with my mind and some skin on this bones
I'll be the first one to throw away
these car keys and this cell phone
so I can't leave or talk to anyone
and this stupid wristwatch
so I'm unaware of the time that I've lost
I'm trying to be that which I'm not
Thanks to Ana Lucia Pavletich/ for submitting Owen - I'm Not Seventeen Lyrics.

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