Gone
Lately I've been real blue real sad
Feeling like the world has gone mad
My father use to say "watch your steps son"
I guess I should have paid attention
Now they got a gun to my head but
I'm done with the bullshit
Guess you didn't hear what I said
I'm done with the bullshit
I like the taste of my own rhum
Playing the beat of my own drums
Cause I don't need the rhythm of the crowd
Yea, I let my heart be the only sound
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
Cause I ain't gonna lay down for you
My mother use to say "watch your back son"
I guess it's time I pay attention
Now they got a gun to my head but
I'm done with the bullshit
Guess you didn't hear what I said
I'm done with the bullshit
I like the taste of my own rhum
Playing the beat of my own drums
Cause I don't need the rhythm of the crowd
Yea, I let my heart be the only sound
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
Feeling like the world has gone mad
My father use to say "watch your steps son"
I guess I should have paid attention
Now they got a gun to my head but
I'm done with the bullshit
Guess you didn't hear what I said
I'm done with the bullshit
I like the taste of my own rhum
Playing the beat of my own drums
Cause I don't need the rhythm of the crowd
Yea, I let my heart be the only sound
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
Cause I ain't gonna lay down for you
My mother use to say "watch your back son"
I guess it's time I pay attention
Now they got a gun to my head but
I'm done with the bullshit
Guess you didn't hear what I said
I'm done with the bullshit
I like the taste of my own rhum
Playing the beat of my own drums
Cause I don't need the rhythm of the crowd
Yea, I let my heart be the only sound
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
You want me gone but I'm way too young to die
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Writer(s): Dan Richards, Raphael Fiorda
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