Eighteen Candles At My Birthday
Eighteenth birthday here at last
I’ve dreamt of this day in the past
now it’s here nothing has changed
just one year older, nothing special
No pile of presents to make me smile
It makes me want to run a mile
This day was meant to be remembered
But I want to forget it forever
Eighteen candles, pushed down the knife
didn’t wish for nothing, first time in my life
there’s nothing I want that would come true
eighteenth birthday, never thought I’d be so blue
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