Blair Davie - Coming of Age Lyrics

(I guess growing up is jumping off the deep end)

Body screaming
Foreign language
Under cover masturbating
Bedroom that your parents painted blue
Awkward discos
Awkward feelings
People say you're stupid dreaming
No one really thinks the way you do

It's hard at seventeen
All my friends are at the beach
Drinking wine and getting high
For the first time

I thought I'd go to hell
If I kissed him by the bells
But I swear that I saw god
In his blue eyes

Cause I,
I was just a flower scared to bloom
It's funny and it's strange
It's pleasure and it's pain
It's coming of age

Filling someone else's pockets
Paying off that wanker's mortgage
For a bedroom that I barely even use

And all my friends are having babies
Wedding season drives me crazy
Can't afford to rent a f*cking suit

Yeah it's hard at twenty-three
I've still got no money
To drink wine and get high
On the weekend

So you sit and reminisce
Over everyone you've kissed
I guess growing up is jumping off the deep end

And I'm still a little flower scared to bloom
It's funny and it's strange
It's pleasure and it's pain
It's coming of age

Take me back to seventeen
All my friends are at the beach
Drinking wine and getting high
For the first time

No, I didn't go to hell
Least as far as I can tell
Yeah you can kiss him if you wanna
Babe, it's alright

Cause I will always be a flower scared to bloom
It's funny and it's strange
It's pleasure and it's pain
It's coming of age