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• Artiste: Madilyn Mei
• Titre: Little Long Legs
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I live my life Like a coming of age film Won't stop for some time 'Cause I'm coming of age still Sometimes people are mean So I used to hide in the washing machine But my legs kept on growing And I got to knowing That I wouldn't fit anymore Sometimes I still go back But my legs dangle out of the door Lately skipping on school is the route I prefer to take more What does that make of me? Why do I keep on growing? Looking forward to annual things Not my birthday, try New Year's Eve Once a year, we start a nеw year Yet again, it's not guaranteed Looking forward to less nowadays Wondеr if age plays a part Hope my brush doesn't run out of paint Before I even start But where's my field of flowers? Where's the soulmate that I meet by chance? Least I don't have to race 'gainst the terminal tropes of romance But I wouldn't mind rain Or to only speak solely in Poetry quotes or a dance Or a ticket to France I find myself stepping on ants accidentally What does that make of me? Why do I keep on growing? What does that make of me? Why do I keep on growing? I realize that I'm coming of age still I think I might be just coming of age 'til The day that I cease to exist Roll the credits, I insist Someday I may just wrinkle And shrink down enough to still fit The washing machine And I'll hide from my worries as my credits roll down on the screen