you are now nineteen
look at your reflection on the mirror
how much have you matured
like a blooming sunflower
you are now nineteen
your hip's growing
your lips full
and now you get bored quick
now you are nineteen
your face calls me
ah, lady, I can't look away
in your face I am frozen
Gina,
now you're nineteen
happy birthday,
my unattainable queen
Jun 4, 2019
Jun 4, 2019 at 5:54 AM UTC
you are now nineteen
look at your reflection on the mirror
how much have you matured
like a blooming sunflower
you are now nineteen
your hip's growing
your lips full
and now you get bored quick
now you are nineteen
your face calls me
ah, lady, I can't look away
in your face I am frozen
Gina,
now you're nineteen
happy birthday,
my unattainable queen
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