v. 1 I've been flipping through my history books Ones with pastel pages The further back the timestamps go The harder knowing my age is I'm suddenly alone without a single clue Where in hell to go or what to do One thing I know to be absolutely true There's room in my cracked armor for you
c.1 The girl with the ladybug backpack Bouncing to school on her own Too many lasts cloud her forecast How do you face the world fully grown
v.2 I've been drinking too much roll with the punch Must have been spiked, cuz now I'm tipsy Soon I'll be drunk on missing every shot Sipping fear more potent than whiskey I'm 21 and the only thing that means Is I'm still not allowed to rent a car Don't worry mother, I won't go to extremes I don't plan on drowning sorrows in a bar
c.2 I just want my ladybug backpack Bouncing to school on my own Too many lasts disrupting my past How do you face the world fully grown
b. Oh, where's that girl I used to know Did she push her little swing too high Did she learn to touch the sky Did she finally say goodbye
c.3 Where is that ladybug backpack As I stumble through life on my own Too many lasts, I can't help but ask How do you face the world fully grown How do you face the world fully grown
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