Trousdale "How To Be 18 (Demo)" - from SONGS FOR SEX

Описание: Trousdale "How To Be 18 (Demo)"
from SONGS FOR SEX
A benefit Compilation by NOISE FOR NOW and the Artist Rights Alliance
100% of net proceeds to URGE: Unite for Reproductive & Gender Equity and NOISE FOR NOW

Lyrics and Music by Quinn D’Andrea, Georgia Greene and Lauren Jones
Performed and Produced by Quinn D’Andrea, Georgia Greene and Lauren Jones
Mixed by Joey Messina-Doerning
Recorded in Los Angeles, CA on September 3, 2024
Mastered by Adam Boose at Cauliflower Audio
Published by One Riot / Reservoir
Songwriter represented by BMI
Trousdale appear courtesy of Zula Records

SONGS FOR SEX Executive Produced by: Amelia Bauer, Tift Merritt, Lisette Rioux, Victoria Roe
Cover Artwork by: Najeebah Al-Ghadban
Design by: Ben Tousley
Special thanks to: Artist Rights Alliance, Lance Banks, Zoë Blilie, Marissa DeVito-Seigal, Lynn Elliot, Jen Jacobsen, Grandstand Media, Samantha Kirby-Yoh, Sheila Lewis, Shazila Mohammed, Eleni Psaltis, Janine Small, Dane Sundseth, Thomas Manzi, Elsa Vivero, All of the artists and their management teams for their support, and to all those fighting for Reproductive Justice worldwide.

LYRICS:
How to be 18
Fighting for your life
While nobody’s watching
She goes for a drive

Looking for an exit
In another state
Pulls into the clinic
They’re asking for her name
She says

“Would you give me another minute to grow up
I’m beginning to feel too young for this
If age is just a number, I’m just a kid
Trying not to go under, trying to get a grip, so
Would you give me another minute to grow up?”

How to be silent
Walking through the house
Bleeding in the bathroom
Mama’s on the couch

Oh how to be the perfect daughter
When perfect is a lie
She’s living by the rules they taught her
But on the inside, she cries

“Would you give me another minute to grow up
I’m beginning to feel too young for this (oh)
If age is just a number, I’m just a kid
Trying not to go under, trying to get a grip, so
Would you give me another minute to grow up?
Would you give me another minute to grow up?”

She don’t need to justify
She don’t have to tell you why
But you can’t take away her voice

She’s watching the picket line
With everyone on her side
Screaming “My body, my choice”
Oh
My body, my choice
(would you give me another minute to grow up?)

How to be 18
Fighting for your life
While nobody’s watching
She goes for a drive