I might be dumb and ready
But I'm not so easy when I'm loaded
When I'm loaded
To a heart from a slow bleed
And it's a cinch when you're only
Seventeen
Today I'm seventeen again, again
It's a death kit and it's a racket
But it's a tip that you can't miss
You can't miss
When you're a stepchild of the free world
And you'll get caught on every slip
Every slip
Today I'm seventeen again, again
Half the morning is always gone
And the night before is much too long
Much too long
And it's a slow day in a slow year
And seventeen seems so near
Seems so near
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