[Intro]
R.I.P. to my youth
And you could call this the funeral
I m just telling the truth
And you can play this at my funeral
Wrap me up in Chanel inside my coffin
Might go to Hell and there ain t no stopping
Might be a sinner and I might be a saint
I d like to be proud, but somehow I m ashamed
Sweet little baby in a world full of pain
I gotta be honest, I don t know if I could take it
Everybody s talking, but what s anybody saying?
Mama said if I really want to, then I can change, yeah yeah
R.I.P. to my youth
If you really listen, then this is to you
Mama, there is only so much I can do
Except for you to witness, for to worship me too
I m using white lighters to see what s in front of me
R.I.P. to my youth
And you could call this the funeral
I m just telling the truth, yeah
You can play this at my funeral
Tell my sister don t cry and don t be sad
I m in Paradise with Dad
Close my eyes and then cross my arms
Put me in the dirt, let me dream with the stars
Throw me in a box with the oxygen off
You gave me the key and you locked every lock
When I can t breathe, I won t ask you to stop
When I can t breathe, don t call for a cop
I was naive and hopeful and lost
Now I m aware and driving my thoughts
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What do I do? What do I do?
I don t believe it if I don t keep proof
I don t believe it if I don t know you
I don t believe it if it s on the news or on the Internet
I need a cigarette
I m using white lighters to see what s in front of me
I m using white lighters to see
R.I.P. to my youth
And you could call this the funeral
I m just telling the truth, yeah
You can play this at my funeral
Tell my sister don t cry and don t be sad
I m in Paradise with Dad
Close my eyes and then cross my arms
Put me in the dirt, let me dream with the stars
