Young Animal
Had some hang ups that I'm losing
Life is starting, life is blooming
Got me thinking life don't have to be a pretty movie
Someday have a Jaiden type, not the rapper, animator type
Talented and caring type
But I'm off the clock, so I'm off till then
I'll let you ruin my life
No fine print
You're worth my self esteem
I am your mannequin
Ruin me
I'll let you ruin my life
No fine print
You're worth my self esteem
I am your mannequin
Ruin me
You're worth it
Life ain't a script
Life ain't a script
Life ain't a script
Why am I tryna' be a pretty boy type, all the parents love me type
Packing me a lunch though I'm not theirs type, not tryna eat 2 meals at a time
I'll keep my manners, keep my graces, still say thanks for having me here
But I'm still and I'm not changing, this the learning time of year
Must be my raising, be my upbringing, parents too polite for their own good
Not tryna be rude, not tryna' be a bitch, but how I are's bad for my mood
Got me an itch, okay I got five, keep you guessing which is which
I'm tryna make art, not tryna make kitsch, paper's the quilt, my words are the stitch
Okay, cool it, I'm on it, you got it, that's my life story, I gave you the plan
We're the same age, we want the same things, so let's quit the stallin' 'fore I empty the tank
I'll let you ruin my life
No fine print
You're worth my self esteem
I am your mannequin
Ruin me
I'll let you ruin my life
Life is starting, life is blooming
Got me thinking life don't have to be a pretty movie
Someday have a Jaiden type, not the rapper, animator type
Talented and caring type
But I'm off the clock, so I'm off till then
I'll let you ruin my life
No fine print
You're worth my self esteem
I am your mannequin
Ruin me
I'll let you ruin my life
No fine print
You're worth my self esteem
I am your mannequin
Ruin me
You're worth it
Life ain't a script
Life ain't a script
Life ain't a script
Why am I tryna' be a pretty boy type, all the parents love me type
Packing me a lunch though I'm not theirs type, not tryna eat 2 meals at a time
I'll keep my manners, keep my graces, still say thanks for having me here
But I'm still and I'm not changing, this the learning time of year
Must be my raising, be my upbringing, parents too polite for their own good
Not tryna be rude, not tryna' be a bitch, but how I are's bad for my mood
Got me an itch, okay I got five, keep you guessing which is which
I'm tryna make art, not tryna make kitsch, paper's the quilt, my words are the stitch
Okay, cool it, I'm on it, you got it, that's my life story, I gave you the plan
We're the same age, we want the same things, so let's quit the stallin' 'fore I empty the tank
I'll let you ruin my life
No fine print
You're worth my self esteem
I am your mannequin
Ruin me
I'll let you ruin my life
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Writer(s): Alexander F
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