27 - A Cappella

Rising musician, 21st century
Brittle heart, brittle body
Bad friends and male Co-Stars
Oh what a lovely start

What is all of this
So white and powdery
Please don't inject me any
I've already had plenty

I don't wanna die at 27
But I already know it's gonna happen
If you see me intoxicated
Please pray I go to heaven
Oh, I don't wanna die at 27

Please don't make perform
I can't see the mic
All the alcohol going down
The same old pipe
And the people seem to ignore
The needles in my pocket
When all they ever want
Is their big o'l profit

I don't wanna die at 27
But I already know it's gonna happen
If you see me intoxicated
Please pray I go to heaven
Oh, I don't wanna die at 27

I don't wanna be a part of that club
But I never take enough
I'm sorry to my folks
You know I loved you so



Credits
Writer(s): Melody Luna
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