immature?
immature we stomp our feet whiny children in the street i look to you, you look to me and immature, we stomp our feet you should be my guiding light i should be a model man we would never have to fight if we had nothing to defend i don't care who's the bigger person i won't hear your vain solutions somewhere in there i have morals dropped them when my heart was startled idiot i take no beat anger turning up the heat forget to act auspiciously and pray our sad eyes never meet i want a hug, i face the challenge let me know i am your friend let's hold hands and gain our senses acting like adults again no, hold on, (for adults are rarely mature) acting like ourselves cuz we're so damn good-natured
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