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Na-na, na-na, ah How short this life is, let's put that in writin' And make it out to heaven, man, I sure that we can fight this You think it's overkill, I'm over-watering a ficus But you all think you fly, that's why you flock to where the light is If you ain't walked the moon, then boy, you better be a highness If you ain't Charlie Brown, and boy, you better be a lioness And I'm just tryna live forever, what's the harm in trying? Just make a story last then when you die you're really dying Am I poor? Life is at the door with the eviction I don't wanna be another victim Is there anyone, is there anyone out there? Yeah I'm living in the wake of my addictions Well, maybe I'm just looking for permission Doesn't anyone, doesn't anyone care? (Yeah-yeah, ah-ah) Tell me 'bout your moments, tell me how you chose them The day involves the pills and the day involves some potion, and Tell me in my will, will it mention that I'm awesome, and Tell me were my thrills just as killer as my coffin? I got diamonds on my mental (Di-diamonds on my mental) But I can't write a story with a diamond, where's my pencil? Letras de cancionesAnd I be stretching but this body's just a rental Just like they be hauntin' me, I be hauntin' them too Life is at the door with the eviction I don't wanna be another victim Is there anyone, is there anyone out there? Yeah I'm living in the wake of my addictions Well, maybe I'm just looking for permission Doesn't anyone, doesn't anyone care? From Letras Mania