Songs I Write | III

lucky

I can curse and I can tell a lie
I can sleep all day and lay awake at night
I can switch and I can change your mind
I'm persuasive, got a really good eye

But I am only a child, only a child
I am only a child
And aye, incredibly wild, may be quite wild
Never a moment is mild
But I am only a child, only a child

Could complain about the government
Could pay respect to opposing argument
Could fiddle in affairs, I could so commit
Could learn to stay quiet in turbulence

But I am only a child, only a child
I am only a child
And aye, incredibly wild, may be quite wild
Never a moment is mild
But I am only a child, only a child

I have a big chest and a big bottom
I have long brown hair, turns gold in autumn
I have a death wish I've never forgotten
I have experienced life at its most rotten

But I am only a child, only a child
I am only a child
And aye, incredibly wild, may be quite wild
Never a moment is mild
But I am only a child, only a child

Been thrown about across the age groups
Been confused about what I'm supposed to do
Been alone so long tryna think it through
Been feeling grown but considered little

I have been wanted and so unwanted too
Been declined and been reminded by you

But I am only a child, only a child
I am only a child
And aye, incredibly wild, may be quite wild
Never a moment is mild
But I am only a child, only a child
I am only a child
And aye, incredibly wild, may be quite wild
Never a moment is mild
But I am only a child, only a child