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I'm young, your all old Never do what I'm told I'm trying to be apart of this world, a head start It's hard, I'm lonely Or maybe, I'm totally I'm done, I'm tired Give us a beer, just got fired Well my life's pretty shit But I don't mind being alone It makes it easy when I never have a phone And i don't need to want to [?] to your own But i know That im just too much trouble Trouble Trouble Im gross, bacterial Nor wife material Don't want romantic dates Just a root, a best mate A dirty truck A comfy swag A big dog Letras de cancionesSome trackie-dacks Pretty busy so im not fussed I only love to something, that's enough Well maybe its because i give it up too soon I dont like waiting, cut to chasing yea that's true You only date [?] that [?] will stay friends That's fine and cool love just never be one of them Im too much trouble Trouble Trouble Trouble I tried to remind my self That its good for mental health To not care to think I'm hot But i can't have sex unless the lights are off So i play to heaps of crowds But im anxious I'm a coward Forgot to shave, now i got stubble Cos smooth legs are too much trouble From Letras Mania