I'm Not Seventeen
ALEXANDER RICHARD COLQUHOUN GARDNER, TIMOTHY MARTIN POWELL, BRIAN THOMAS HIGGINS, MIRANDA ELEANOR DE FONBRUNE COOPER, OWEN JAMES PARKER
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 my bones
I'll be the first one to throw up
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
