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In the kitchen you were trying to remember the words While I was trying to remember how to act cool Everyone was dancing and I felt old, at 18 something You were sitting at the island, toasting with a Natty Light While I raised my Diet Coke towards the candle wax splattered ceiling Everyone drank and I felt old, at 18 something You beamed your bandaid of a smile in my direction While I locked my eyes with yours, silently accepting your first aid And I felt old, at 18 something.
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Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 6:56 PM UTC
18 something
In the kitchen you were trying to remember the words While I was trying to remember how to act cool Everyone was dancing and I felt old, at 18 something You were sitting at the island, toasting with a Natty Light While I raised my Diet Coke towards the candle wax splattered ceiling Everyone drank and I felt old, at 18 something You beamed your bandaid of a smile in my direction While I locked my eyes with yours, silently accepting your first aid And I felt old, at 18 something.
melanie-melon
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Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 6:56 PM UTC
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