Pass it around, Pass it to me I’ll show you what my thoughts compose I’m so lost in an uncharted sea I’ll let you in on what the rest of us know
17, I can’t comprehend any of these things I can barely speak for myself 17, I don’t understand any of these things I can barely speak what I mean
Don’t hurt yourself, in that room isolate You’ll find yourself again one of these days Time won’t stop, no tomorrow will come You choose your own fate
You’re 17, you can’t comprehend any of these things You can barely speak for yourself You’re 17, you don’t understnad any of these things You can barely say what you mean