〈intro〉
This is a true story
〈chorus〉
I’m gonna die by forty
That’s what the doctor told me
Taking my blood and put time at the enemy
Sixteen years on the clock for the story
I’m gonna die by forty
That’s what the doctor told me
Taking my blood and put time at the enemy
Sixteen years on the clock for the story
〈verse 1〉
Every time that i would cry
Is everyday that i realize i’m gonna die a painful death
To pain it red, i’m gonna miss you, i just need a sec
Putting me down in the ground ’cause i know i’m a mess
Climbing my way up, i know that i can’t
Those are the thoughts my mind just said
Grabbing a knife so i think of me dead
Those are the reasons i’m hiding again
I don’t know where i can go
I’m talking to god so i’m making amends
What do i do if there’s blood on my neck splattering everywhere?
Done with my life ’cause i feel it’s a wreck
Playing with poverty, dealing with debt
I need money ’cause i am not paying my rent (too bad)
〈chorus〉
I’m gonna die by forty
That’s what the doctor told me
Taking my blood and put time at the enemy
Sixteen years on the clock for the story
I’m gonna die by forty
That’s what the doctor told me
Taking my blood and put time at the enemy
Sixteen years on the clock for the story
〈verse 2〉
Crying all day, shedding my tears
To everyone i know it’s not really clear
Who do i say? i am in fear
’cause i’m gonna die and my death is so near
How do i talk? how do i walk?
At some point it’s gonna be how do i breath
I cannot see, i cannot read
See, i told you it’s starting already
Told you that i’m gonna die, i’m picking a scythe
I spoke to the reaper, he’s feeling so nice
So what do i do ’cause he told me my death is my price?
Why would he lie?
He told me my death is my right
Why should i hide?
I’m starting to think that i should grab a knife
’cause honestly that’s really nice
Thank you.. but this is all mine? (yes)
I know my body is here but my spirit has left
It’s kinda like if i would jump off a cliff
To see all the blood on my hands, there’s so much to rinse
I need a friend, i need a hug to hold me so tight
And then tell me that i am alright
I don’t know if i can fight still
I’m gonna die and that is the reason i’m writing my will
This ain’t a story to make you all laugh
This is a story to tell you what’s real
I am a teacher, i’m teaching a class
I’m telling you all the emotions i feel
Hate, anger, despair, all the above
Crying ’cause it is not fair
I want to show you my best
But then you would stare to tell me i’m weird
I have a problem, you never get it
When i am happy i’m lying, i’m empty
I’m not enjoying the time that i envy
Everyone that i can look at (look at)
I know i am so sad, but i’m not the worst
So the best i can do is just tell you my words
And show you i’m better by doing my work
I promise you, i’ll overcome this curse
〈chorus〉
I’m gonna die by forty
That’s what the doctor told me
Taking my blood and put time at the enemy
Sixteen years on the clock for the story
I’m gonna die by forty
That’s what the doctor told me
Taking my blood and put time at the enemy
Sixteen years on the clock for the story
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