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Maryn Charlie - Nine Lives Lyrics




I scrub my face until it aches, I wanna polish my soul
Shoot me to space to toss my age into the nearest black hole
Don't want to
Don't need to
Pick up anonymous calls
New to this stage, minimum wage, I don't need nothing at all
The bread I ate had a weird taste, my stomach's used to the mold
Don't help me
Don't tell me
That being broke isn't gold

I'll be fine
I wasn't born to be civilized

Confused sometimes
Rather hell than a helmet
Still got nine lives
But I'm not gonna waste this one
Bad days, goodbyes
Don't believe in a handbrake
Still got nine lives
But I'm not gonna waste this one

I walk my feet until they bleed, don't wanna find my way home
Smash my face into the cake, I wanna taste the unknown
Don't judge me
I'm roughly
As grown up as I'll ever be

But i'll be fine
I wasnt born to be civilized

I could spend:
1 on mistakes
2 in my bed
Another 3 just being sad
Before I know it I'm halfway
Wasting my seventh and my eighth
And when I'm starting on my last
I'll always wanna go right back
To everything I have now
Everything I have now

Confused sometimes
Still got nine lives
But I'm not gonna waste this one
Bad days, goodbyes
Don't believe in a handbrake
Still got nine lives
But I'm not gonna waste this one
Confused sometimes
Rather hell than a helmet
Still got nine lives
But I'm not gonna waste this one
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I scrub my face until it aches, I wanna polish my soul
Shoot me to space to toss my age into the nearest black hole
Don't want to
Don't need to
Pick up anonymous calls
New to this stage, minimum wage, I don't need nothing at all
The bread I ate had a weird taste, my stomach's used to the mold
Don't help me
Don't tell me
That being broke isn't gold

I'll be fine
I wasn't born to be civilized

Confused sometimes
Rather hell than a helmet
Still got nine lives
But I'm not gonna waste this one
Bad days, goodbyes
Don't believe in a handbrake
Still got nine lives
But I'm not gonna waste this one

I walk my feet until they bleed, don't wanna find my way home
Smash my face into the cake, I wanna taste the unknown
Don't judge me
I'm roughly
As grown up as I'll ever be

But i'll be fine
I wasnt born to be civilized

I could spend:
1 on mistakes
2 in my bed
Another 3 just being sad
Before I know it I'm halfway
Wasting my seventh and my eighth
And when I'm starting on my last
I'll always wanna go right back
To everything I have now
Everything I have now

Confused sometimes
Still got nine lives
But I'm not gonna waste this one
Bad days, goodbyes
Don't believe in a handbrake
Still got nine lives
But I'm not gonna waste this one
Confused sometimes
Rather hell than a helmet
Still got nine lives
But I'm not gonna waste this one
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Writer: Sander de Bie, Thijs Vroegop, Marijn Tholen, Wouter Vingerhoed
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.


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