GIRLI - Young Lyrics
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Young
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What Are The Lyrics For Young By GIRLI?
I wanna lie but I believe in karma
I wanna hide and listen to Madonna I wanna cry but I don't think I'm gonna, I wanna, I wanna I wanna run but don't know where to run to I wanna dance but don't know what to dance to I am in love but don't know if it's with you, with you Am I drunk? Am I dumb? Am I high? Am I numb? Cause they never told us, no they never told us How much it hurts to be young No one told us it would be this way How much it hurts to be young No one told us it would be this way How much it hurts to be young I wanna shout so everyone can hear me I wanna scream, I want all of you to fear me I wanna kiss but you never come near me, come near me Am I drunk? Am I dumb? Am I high? Am I numb? Cause they never told us, no they never told us How much it hurts to be young No one told us it would be this way How much it hurts to be young No one told us it would be this way How much it hurts to be young Cause they never told us, no they never told us Cause they never told us, no they never told us How much it hurts to be young No one told us it would be this way No one told us it would be this way How much it hurts to be young Most days I think I could go insane How much it hurts to be young No one told us it would be this way How much it hurts to be young How much it hurts to be young |
Who Wrote Young By GIRLI?
Amelia Kate Woodward Toomey, Frederik Thaae, Ryan Spraker, Tom Peyton
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What's The Duration Of The Young By GIRLI?The duration of Young is 2:41 minutes and seconds. |
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