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Club 27, been living too grim
Can't see the light, misgivings too dim
Can I have dreams awake and live
Yea I rather die than work a 9 to 5
Up all night, got demons to fight
Know it ain't right, got demons in sight
Righteous life no heaven despite
Live life in night but I'll find the light
Souls been taken lost to the Blight
Crashed like Icarus when he took flight
Dream too big, made me soar to high
Fell out the sky, when I thought I cold fly
Asking God to instill faith
Tired of paying these bills late
Some of my friends they still hate
But they win and still paid

So what am I doing wrong, nice ones finish last
Put my life in songs, can't escape the past
Tired of hitting Ls, it's time I pass
They say be grateful for every day you get to live and laugh

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Yea I'm alive but barely living
Stress on my mind is rarely missing
Everything was taken, nothing was given
Faith it was shaken, nothing forgiven
They hashtag Live Your Best Life
Won't hit like when you stress life
They do wrong when you get right
They pull away when you get tight
Carry on with too much baggage
Fly high can't escape the damage
Their expectations too savage
My reality too average
Get no text from exes
My best friend moved to Texas
So careful but live reckless
My life is what a mess is

I know I could die alone
Few bros with an empty home
This life is not my own
Try my best to keep my soul
Don't know which path to go
Stay high but still feel low
Try my best to keep control
This life is not my own

Club 27, wish I was a kid
Mind's been locked in a 20 year bid
Not enough memories of things that I did
Too soon to die but it's too late to live
Too poor to afford the finer things
Probably why I stress the minor things
If I die too young, well it is what it is
Cursed since the day that I climbed out the crib
Late out the womb, early to the tomb
Ultra Nightmare in Hell no Doom
Wonder what Chester felt
One shot, my brain just melt
All the years I spent couldn't fix my health
More to life than wealth, obsessed with death
Smell it on my breath
Feeling Robin Williams
All this karma are we the villains

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