Finish The Lyrics I want it to be like, messy

I'm so insecure, I think
That I'll die before I drink
And I'm so caught up in the news
Of who likes me, and who hates you

And I'm so tired that I might
Quit my job, start a new life
And they'd all be so disappointed
'Cause who am I, if not exploited

And I'm so sick of seventeen
Where's my fucking teenage dream?
If someone tells me one more time
"Enjoy your youth", I'm gonna cry

And I don't stick up for myself
I'm anxious and nothing can help
And I wish I'd done this before
And I wish people liked me more

Read the excerpt from the building of manhattan. the heater cranked the blower handle to force air up through the fire and heat the rivets in the furiously burning bed of coals. he knew how hot the rivets were by the way their color changed. cherry-red rivets were 1,000 to 1,950 degrees fahrenheit. at the right moment he grabbed one in his tongs and tossed it to the catcher. which phrase cannot be changed in a paraphrase of this text? “the furiously burning bed of coals” “by the way their color changed” “1,000 to 1,950 degrees fahrenheit” “force air up through the fire and heat”