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reason untold, like they ten
Years old, hearts made of fool's gold
Couple days pass by, they want me to come back
I don't even know why, Almost had a heart

the best
Every Christmas year living room was Toys R Us
Enough clothes to slap a flee market right back to New York
And turn a foot locker back into a school

Thinking about the time I'll just be dangling feet (Fuck)
Are you dead if you're not living your life
Are you dead if you're not living it right
I've been

break free
Tryna break free
Free
Free
Theres more to life
I gotta find the meaning
I rather die
Tryna break
Living in a lie, ain’t been living in my prime

Thinking about the time I’ll just be dangling feet (Fuck)
Are you dead if you're not living your life
Are you dead if you're not living it right
I’ve been

to be what I was living for, now I'm not so sure
5 years old, eyes so wide
World at my fingertips, world on my side
I could do whatever I want and I tried

confetti on the studio like it’s a celebration
Every year, getting closer to goal but
Every year, I’ve got less people to call
Maybe just the thought of fame

Living on less giving up our best years
Safe to say, I can't live another day this way

The words that we say
The things in our way
The things that really

Couldn't pay attention to the work that was given I stared at the window
Got lost in my visions, got picked on by many cause my teeth was to crooked
My

I'm living in the present
You living in the past
Where's the time going
Years gone by too fast
Continue moving forward
Always keep my head up

Haunted by all the fear that’s arising
Stuck in my mind
It’s so paralyzing
To carry the pain of over a thousand years 

Twenty-nine years where

sleepless,
What was this, experience, I with this, I witness,

The dreamer, believer, it’s gonna be a miracle,
I’m for real, I living by a dream, and let’s

sandy beach yeah
Sitting with you by the sparkling sea
With every speaker blasting
Small town, top down
It feels like summertime all year around
This

Years yes it's been years
That I've held you high
Tears and now I spill tears
From these eyes of mine
You're the first thought in my head
Every

for me to realize
I'm getting tired of living daydreamed lives

Turn out the lights I said
A candle shining bright
18 years have wandered by

to the grocery store
He runs through the park until his legs can't take anymore

He's growing up Country living with Cows and Cars
He's growing up Country living

I find my life ironic
Pill popper, heavy drinker
Always smoking on the chronic
I'm not living long
Everybody come on let's be honest
I'm demonic,

I'm tired of living with fakes
Yeah I love when I see her, always dressed up
And nah I'm not saying no names
She'd be wearing designer from the waist up

the fake ones
But wait they think that’s clinical
After party I’m backstage
They say this is so lyrical
Everybody’s cursed
Everybody grow by exposing ones

the lessened health
Self intervention feels like a year spent every day
Wavering determination on display
So just hurry up and wait we're all living just to die

a past ain't nothing different
And I'm older and I promise I forgive you
Not having you ain't know how to show my all feelings
Years keep going by and I

had nothin'
Strugglin' to get by, it was always somethin'
But I never gave up, always  fuckin hustlin'
Now I'm living my dream, it's  really disgustin'

sure 
But if I'm to die 
Let me die living my dreams 
Let me die without routine 
Let me die really happy 
My self esteem high 
Let me die living my

the cross
But irony is that most the love is lost


Most times I fell stressed
Living in captivity and still blessed
Trying to get my family free from out