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I'm 22 years old Made the devil mad Cause I never wrote My whole name on his dotted line For a fucked up music scene He said that he can really help Million fans and record sales All I'd have to do is come live with his family Now my health is running downhill Empty barrooms just won't feel Another drunken girl is lying Telling me, my music's great $50 and a headache tab All them drugs that I had to have Promoters swearing that they're doing All they can for me And all I can think about Is what I could be Where I should be Right now It's sad to say I'm not the same And all my friends know that I've changed When I swore I would never turn into the man I am today Letras de cancionesTie me up and beat me down Yell, "I swear I won't make a sound" Mold me back into the man I was before I wrote this train Because now my health is running downhill Empty barrooms just won't feel Another drunken girl is lying Telling me, my music's great $50 and a headache tab All them drugs that I had to have Promoters swearing that they're doing All they can for me And all I can think about Is what I could be Where I should be Right now Woahhh Right now Right now Woahhh And all I can think about Is how my health is running downhill Empty barrooms just won't feel Another drunken whore is lying Telling me, my music's great $50 and a headache tab All them drugs that I had to have Promoters swearing that they're doing All they can for me And all I can think about Is what I could be Where I should be Right now Right now From Letras Mania