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Overview - Maybe Dead At 27 songtekst
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I was there and a man told me son Shape up and learn to love Till the ticks end to that silence before you fall asleep Where you stay up and think when you stay up think about Future endeavors Saying maybe (but) really never This is was what I said Lies, lies, lies, lies this aint, right, right, right But your lies, lies, lies they feel so right, right, right And I, I don't want to feel Anymore… Maybe I'm the legend Maybe dead at 27 Honey I don't count my losses I don't pray to bullshit [? ] Or worry about the effects of cancer Or all their stupid anthems Honey I'm the rebel now But I'm a poser now You better shape up And suck them dry to see the whites in their pretty eyes I suck them dry to see the lies in their pretty eyes Like a dog running down the street He's gone away from the beat Yeah there's no time and there's nothing for free, It's just politics waging for my money My attention for important things Comes from the ATM machine But I, I can never decide If this freedom I have inside Are they just hierarchy lies Because I don't know what's right, But I can never decide This love that I have inside Are they just hierarchy lies So that they're always (stay) right Because I don't know what is right I don't know what is right Sitting there within my life, I feel like I'll take my time If they learn to love