Teenage Dream
Starting university, it sounds so scary
But not to me at nineteen
Meeting new people
The thought of leaving friends behind
Turns out to be the best thing I did at the time
And it feels so good to be loved
I can say anything without the fear of being judged
And it feels so good to know I'm not the odd one out anymore
In September, May seemed so far away
And now we're touring hometowns and these people are my best friends
We're dancing to ABBA, we're not the best dancers
We're walking home at 2am under cold streetlights
Drinking red wine, I don't want this to end
They've made me feel seen
With them I'm living my teenage dream
Cleaning the glass you stole from the student bar
Sat in disbelief we've all made it this far
Literal blood, sweat and tears
Have made up what turned out to be first year
Flashback to the first week
And thinking she's one of the prettiest girls I've ever seen
And the jokes thrown around, are made with love
Unlike the ones I had to endure when I was young
We didn't know each other, we were perfect strangers
In September, May seemed so far away
And now we're touring hometowns, and these people are my best friends
We're dancing to ABBA, we're not the best dancers
We're walking home at 2am under cold streetlights
Drinking red wine, I don't want this to end
They've made me feel seen
With them I'm living my teenage dream
We're stacking cups in the club
I'm learning I am enough
Nights in the kitchen
We're drinking, sharing secrets
People I didn't know needed
In September, May seemed so far away
And now we're touring hometowns, and these people are my best friends
We're dancing to ABBA, we're not the best dancers
We're walking home at 2am under cold streetlights
Drinking red wine, I don't want this to end
They've made me feel seen
With them I'm living my, living my teenage dream
But not to me at nineteen
Meeting new people
The thought of leaving friends behind
Turns out to be the best thing I did at the time
And it feels so good to be loved
I can say anything without the fear of being judged
And it feels so good to know I'm not the odd one out anymore
In September, May seemed so far away
And now we're touring hometowns and these people are my best friends
We're dancing to ABBA, we're not the best dancers
We're walking home at 2am under cold streetlights
Drinking red wine, I don't want this to end
They've made me feel seen
With them I'm living my teenage dream
Cleaning the glass you stole from the student bar
Sat in disbelief we've all made it this far
Literal blood, sweat and tears
Have made up what turned out to be first year
Flashback to the first week
And thinking she's one of the prettiest girls I've ever seen
And the jokes thrown around, are made with love
Unlike the ones I had to endure when I was young
We didn't know each other, we were perfect strangers
In September, May seemed so far away
And now we're touring hometowns, and these people are my best friends
We're dancing to ABBA, we're not the best dancers
We're walking home at 2am under cold streetlights
Drinking red wine, I don't want this to end
They've made me feel seen
With them I'm living my teenage dream
We're stacking cups in the club
I'm learning I am enough
Nights in the kitchen
We're drinking, sharing secrets
People I didn't know needed
In September, May seemed so far away
And now we're touring hometowns, and these people are my best friends
We're dancing to ABBA, we're not the best dancers
We're walking home at 2am under cold streetlights
Drinking red wine, I don't want this to end
They've made me feel seen
With them I'm living my, living my teenage dream
Credits
Writer(s): Holly Nicholson
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