❤💚💙 How to be 18, fighting for your life While nobody’s watching, she goes for a drive Looking for an exit in another state Pulls into the clinic, they’re asking for her name She says Would you give me another minute to grow up? I’m beginning to feel too young for this If age is just a number, I’m just a kid Trying not to go under, trying to get a grip So would you give me another minute to grow up? How to be silent walking through the house Bleeding in the bathroom, Momma’s on the couch Oh, how to be the perfect daughter When perfect is a lie She’s living by the rules they taught her but on the inside She cries Would you give me another minute to grow up? I’m beginning to feel too young for this If age is just a number, I’m just a kid Trying not to go under, trying to get a grip So would you give me another minute to grow up? Would you give me another minute to grow up? She don’t need to justify, she don’t need to tell you why But you can’t take away her voice She’s watching the picket line with everyone on her side Screaming my body not yours My body not yours How to be 18, fighting for your life While nobody’s watching, she goes for a drive
such an important message!
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How to be 18, fighting for your life
While nobody’s watching, she goes for a drive
Looking for an exit in another state
Pulls into the clinic, they’re asking for her name
She says
Would you give me another minute to grow up?
I’m beginning to feel too young for this
If age is just a number, I’m just a kid
Trying not to go under, trying to get a grip
So would you give me another minute to grow up?
How to be silent walking through the house
Bleeding in the bathroom, Momma’s on the couch
Oh, how to be the perfect daughter
When perfect is a lie
She’s living by the rules they taught her but on the inside
She cries
Would you give me another minute to grow up?
I’m beginning to feel too young for this
If age is just a number, I’m just a kid
Trying not to go under, trying to get a grip
So would you give me another minute to grow up?
Would you give me another minute to grow up?
She don’t need to justify, she don’t need to tell you why
But you can’t take away her voice
She’s watching the picket line with everyone on her side
Screaming my body not yours
My body not yours
How to be 18, fighting for your life
While nobody’s watching, she goes for a drive