She's twenty-nine years young
And going on twenty-one
Twenty-one she'll toast to you any day
She drinks her wine
As if she's running out of time
To purge her mind
Her thoughts get lost blackouts nowhere to find
And I don't know what's wrong for sure
But I know who is not stronger
Its not the drink that matters
That's only half of it
As a matter of fact the latter
Is what makes me sick
She went then earned a degree long ago
Yet to this day she's got
Nothing to show
Nothing to show
Twenty-nine years young
And going on twenty-one
Twenty-one she'll toast to you any day
And going on twenty-one
Twenty-one she'll toast to you any day
She drinks her wine
As if she's running out of time
To purge her mind
Her thoughts get lost blackouts nowhere to find
And I don't know what's wrong for sure
But I know who is not stronger
Twenty-nine years young
And going on twenty-one
Twenty-one she'll toast to you any day
And going on twenty-one
Twenty-one she'll toast to you any day
Binge drinking alcoholic
Kunst Empire - Desaturate Lyrics
Kunst Empire - Desaturate Lyrics
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She's twenty-nine years young
And going on twenty-one
Twenty-one she'll toast to you any day
She drinks her wine
As if she's running out of time
To purge her mind
Her thoughts get lost blackouts nowhere to find
And I don't know what's wrong for sure
But I know who is not stronger
Its not the drink that matters
That's only half of it
As a matter of fact the latter
Is what makes me sick
She went then earned a degree long ago
Yet to this day she's got
Nothing to show
Nothing to show
Twenty-nine years young
And going on twenty-one
Twenty-one she'll toast to you any day
And going on twenty-one
Twenty-one she'll toast to you any day
She drinks her wine
As if she's running out of time
To purge her mind
Her thoughts get lost blackouts nowhere to find
And I don't know what's wrong for sure
But I know who is not stronger
Twenty-nine years young
And going on twenty-one
Twenty-one she'll toast to you any day
And going on twenty-one
Twenty-one she'll toast to you any day
Binge drinking alcoholic
And going on twenty-one
Twenty-one she'll toast to you any day
She drinks her wine
As if she's running out of time
To purge her mind
Her thoughts get lost blackouts nowhere to find
And I don't know what's wrong for sure
But I know who is not stronger
Its not the drink that matters
That's only half of it
As a matter of fact the latter
Is what makes me sick
She went then earned a degree long ago
Yet to this day she's got
Nothing to show
Nothing to show
Twenty-nine years young
And going on twenty-one
Twenty-one she'll toast to you any day
And going on twenty-one
Twenty-one she'll toast to you any day
She drinks her wine
As if she's running out of time
To purge her mind
Her thoughts get lost blackouts nowhere to find
And I don't know what's wrong for sure
But I know who is not stronger
Twenty-nine years young
And going on twenty-one
Twenty-one she'll toast to you any day
And going on twenty-one
Twenty-one she'll toast to you any day
Binge drinking alcoholic
Writer: Michael Schwobe
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