23 (Explicit)
Reneé Rapp"23 (Explicit)" is a song by Reneé Rapp, released in 2023 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:10 long and contains 50 lines and 298 words.
Lyrics
0:12It's my Jordan year
0:14And I thought this ****would look good on me
0:17But I just feel weird
0:23And I still can't fly
0:26Thought I'd be ahead but I'm down by five
0:29I'm on fight or flight
0:31And I still can't fly
0:34Everything looks good on paper
0:37Displayed on the shelf
0:40And nobody thinks they should save her
0:43'Cause she's doin' well
0:45Three hundred sixty-five days later I still haven't learned to calm down
0:50But I blow candles out
0:52My wish should be different by now
0:54But tomorrow I turn twenty-three
1:00And it feels like everyone hates me
1:06So how old do you have to be
1:11To live so young and careless
1:14My wish is that I cared less
1:18At twenty-three
1:25The bags on my eyes
1:28No they're not designer but they're overpriced
1:31I paid for with cryin'
1:32Cry cry cry
1:36And every ex hits my phone
1:39Like Happy birthday are you alone
1:42You tried to ruin twenty-two
1:45So don't pretend that now we're cool
1:48Everything looks good on paper
1:50Displayed on the shelf
1:53And nobody thinks they should save her
1:56'Cause she's doin' well
1:59Three hundred sixty-five days later I still haven't learned to calm down
2:03But I blow candles out
2:05My wish should be different by now
2:08But tomorrow I turn twenty-three
2:14And it feels like everyone hates me
2:19So how old do you have to be
2:25To live so young and careless
2:28My wish is that I cared less
2:31At twenty-three
2:33It's my Jordan year
2:43No they're not designer but they're
2:46Tomorrow I turn twenty-three
2:47Everyone hates me
2:51Happy birthday happy birthday
2:53I hope that I'll see twenty-four
2:59I hope I'll understand me more
3:04I hope my bed is off the floor
3:10I hope that I can care less but I'm afraid to care less
It's my Jordan year And I thought this ****would look good on me But I just feel weird And I still can't fly Thought I'd be ahead but I'm down by five I'm on fight or flight And I still can't fly Everything looks good on paper Displayed on the shelf And nobody thinks they should save her 'Cause she's doin' well Three hundred sixty-five days later I still haven't learned to calm down But I blow candles out My wish should be different by now But tomorrow I turn twenty-three And it feels like everyone hates me So how old do you have to be To live so young and careless My wish is that I cared less At twenty-three The bags on my eyes No they're not designer but they're overpriced I paid for with cryin' Cry cry cry And every ex hits my phone Like Happy birthday are you alone You tried to ruin twenty-two So don't pretend that now we're cool Everything looks good on paper Displayed on the shelf And nobody thinks they should save her 'Cause she's doin' well Three hundred sixty-five days later I still haven't learned to calm down But I blow candles out My wish should be different by now But tomorrow I turn twenty-three And it feels like everyone hates me So how old do you have to be To live so young and careless My wish is that I cared less At twenty-three It's my Jordan year No they're not designer but they're Tomorrow I turn twenty-three Everyone hates me Happy birthday happy birthday I hope that I'll see twenty-four I hope I'll understand me more I hope my bed is off the floor I hope that I can care less but I'm afraid to care less
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