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You see I like being young, but I am pushed to being old You see when I was 11 years old I was a happy little kid, who loved To play around and muck with other kid's Then I moved to my new house And there was this man up the road Who grabbed kid's murdered them Which made me very scared But, you see he liked me, yes he liked me so much He liked me so much in fact,he never wanted to harm me He wanted me to be his friend And try to keep him from doing evil And he played cool for me with all the cool kids Just because he treated me like an adult You see he liked how I was too mature when I stood up for myself And he liked how I believed real men's kids watch footy And sit like adults, while their bros are getting mugged But that wasn't his fault, he stayed with me saying Your not a kid, no way your not, you are getting kidnapped If you say your a kid, so say your an adult and we will treat you like one But I told him, listen mate you see I like being young, but I am pushed to being old, by you So he got up and told me, that I ain't so tough He said I will be dead, if I tried to be a kid I said, listen mate, you can't **** or kidnap me fella And I love to see you fucken try You are a weakling and I hate you I told him, ok I will be an adult But he just left, saying your time is up And the next night when I went to see the Choirboys I spent the remainder of the night bribe kidnapped with shy people in a Kidnappers house, and he demanded my parents to pay a ransom For me to return, but I am looking like dying Because, my kidnapper said, I have you No kid will be kidnapped, because dude I have you You see you like being young, heh heh heh heh Yes, I am making you old, see ya later, shy boy heh heh heh Sent from my iPhone
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Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 6:51 PM UTC
BEING YOUNG, PUSHED TO BEING OLD
You see I like being young, but I am pushed to being old You see when I was 11 years old I was a happy little kid, who loved To play around and muck with other kid's Then I moved to my new house And there was this man up the road Who grabbed kid's murdered them Which made me very scared But, you see he liked me, yes he liked me so much He liked me so much in fact,he never wanted to harm me He wanted me to be his friend And try to keep him from doing evil And he played cool for me with all the cool kids Just because he treated me like an adult You see he liked how I was too mature when I stood up for myself And he liked how I believed real men's kids watch footy And sit like adults, while their bros are getting mugged But that wasn't his fault, he stayed with me saying Your not a kid, no way your not, you are getting kidnapped If you say your a kid, so say your an adult and we will treat you like one But I told him, listen mate you see I like being young, but I am pushed to being old, by you So he got up and told me, that I ain't so tough He said I will be dead, if I tried to be a kid I said, listen mate, you can't **** or kidnap me fella And I love to see you fucken try You are a weakling and I hate you I told him, ok I will be an adult But he just left, saying your time is up And the next night when I went to see the Choirboys I spent the remainder of the night bribe kidnapped with shy people in a Kidnappers house, and he demanded my parents to pay a ransom For me to return, but I am looking like dying Because, my kidnapper said, I have you No kid will be kidnapped, because dude I have you You see you like being young, heh heh heh heh Yes, I am making you old, see ya later, shy boy heh heh heh Sent from my iPhone
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Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 6:51 PM UTC
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