Lyrics

You won't get a song when the years up It's been every day that the tears run I lost count of reasons I should give up I got left alone in the mix up I fantasize about my last day I don't even see it in a bad way Wish I had my girl for my last day Show her how I burn, meet her halfway She don't wanna see me in a coffin Hating on herself, she be wishin she could stop it I could let em know, I could do a lot of talking Know they all be lying if they tell me that it's shocking She don't wanna see me in a coffin Hating on herself, she be wishin she could stop it I could let em know, I could do a lot of talking Know they all be lying if they tell me that it's shocking You won't get a song when the years up It's been every day that the tears run I lost count of reasons I should give up I got left alone in the mix up I fantasize about my last day I don't even see it in a bad way Wish I had my girl for my last day Show her how I burn, meet her halfway She don't wanna see me in a coffin Hating on herself, she be wishin she could stop it I could let em know, I could do a lot of talking Know they all be lying if they tell me that it's shocking She don't wanna see me in a coffin Hating on herself, she be wishin she could stop it I could let em know, I could do a lot of talking Know they all be lying if they tell me that it's shocking
Writer(s): Caleb Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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