27 Club
The silver-tongue of Silverlake psilocybin still awake
Ceiling's strange watch the villains skin begin to peel away
Feel the pain you should be afraid before you meet your maker
I don't need to pray I keep the hatred in my DNA
Like Saint Peter upside down inverted crosses all around me
If it's evil let it in and if it isn't not allowed
I'm balling out lost again in haunted houses
Copperhead with cottonmouth if I get crossed I cross 'em out
I'm walking through the fog like Ming the Merciless
Talking to my dog I'm David Berkowitz
Slaughtering the false I slay like Perseus
Watch me when I walk I'm making turbulence
I'm god to them you're all my sons, okay?
I stay Copernicus burn 'em down like a church from Burzum now
Murder trial style, smile when the verdicts out versatile
I wanna see your blood to put some iron in it
Bottom feeding scum can meet the higher quicker
27 Club ain't shit if I ain't in it
All my heroes died at 27
So what's that mean if I'm not with them in heaven?
Dark dreams that I see through the depression
Guess I need to start meetin' with the reverend
The wasps say it's a phase that I'm going through
Look within I'm amazed by the point of view
God-like in a state of unholy fugue
John Wilkes linkin' rows from a vocal Booth
Daisy-chaining my decaying state into a Great Escape
Razor blades trace the veins, crazy made me Baby Jane
LSD from the clouds, maybe I'ma make it rain
Tablets on your tongue, join the cult, let the flavor aid
Don't forget my name when you're burning the books
I've been floating through space like a worm on a hook
On a steady diet of depression and petty violence
Some drugs make me energized others gave me heavy eyelids
Mesmerized by the darkness inside me
I'm dead meat, I'm a carcass surviving
I dug a grave in the center of the galaxy
I made it shallow to reflect your personality
All my heroes died at 27
So what's that mean if I'm not with them in heaven?
Dark dreams that I see through the depression
Guess I need to start meetin' with the reverend
Yeah, all my heroes died at 27
So what's that mean if I'm not with them in heaven?
Dark dreams that I see through the depression
Guess I need to start meetin' with the-
Ceiling's strange watch the villains skin begin to peel away
Feel the pain you should be afraid before you meet your maker
I don't need to pray I keep the hatred in my DNA
Like Saint Peter upside down inverted crosses all around me
If it's evil let it in and if it isn't not allowed
I'm balling out lost again in haunted houses
Copperhead with cottonmouth if I get crossed I cross 'em out
I'm walking through the fog like Ming the Merciless
Talking to my dog I'm David Berkowitz
Slaughtering the false I slay like Perseus
Watch me when I walk I'm making turbulence
I'm god to them you're all my sons, okay?
I stay Copernicus burn 'em down like a church from Burzum now
Murder trial style, smile when the verdicts out versatile
I wanna see your blood to put some iron in it
Bottom feeding scum can meet the higher quicker
27 Club ain't shit if I ain't in it
All my heroes died at 27
So what's that mean if I'm not with them in heaven?
Dark dreams that I see through the depression
Guess I need to start meetin' with the reverend
The wasps say it's a phase that I'm going through
Look within I'm amazed by the point of view
God-like in a state of unholy fugue
John Wilkes linkin' rows from a vocal Booth
Daisy-chaining my decaying state into a Great Escape
Razor blades trace the veins, crazy made me Baby Jane
LSD from the clouds, maybe I'ma make it rain
Tablets on your tongue, join the cult, let the flavor aid
Don't forget my name when you're burning the books
I've been floating through space like a worm on a hook
On a steady diet of depression and petty violence
Some drugs make me energized others gave me heavy eyelids
Mesmerized by the darkness inside me
I'm dead meat, I'm a carcass surviving
I dug a grave in the center of the galaxy
I made it shallow to reflect your personality
All my heroes died at 27
So what's that mean if I'm not with them in heaven?
Dark dreams that I see through the depression
Guess I need to start meetin' with the reverend
Yeah, all my heroes died at 27
So what's that mean if I'm not with them in heaven?
Dark dreams that I see through the depression
Guess I need to start meetin' with the-
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Writer(s): Cody Allen Foster, Ryan Dean Wisler
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