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Letra : Funeral Service

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Home is where they say the heart is
Mine's buried in the yard
Hell's a place they say is for sinners
I'll be the man in charge

There's no point to this life
You just live and you die
Friends at your service with tears in they eyes
They'll weigh you down
Put you deep in the dirt
In a week or a month
They forget 'bout your birth
So f*ck all that working
Minimum wage cos' I know I deserve 'em
Shouted to million, a palace in Spain
In two or three years over a hole in my brain
f*ck
I'm so far from normal
I'm asking myself am I scared of my death
I never can answer cos' being alive is my only regret
So f*cking depressed
I'm just suicidal
I know that you'd be this way too if you knew all that I know
I know that I'm nothing

Just wasting away
Often I think that today is the day
Often I hope that tomorrow don't come
Momma I know you ain't proud of your son
I - turn to these drugs
Cos' I like how I feel when I don't
That's just the way that I go
Roll up a blunt then I smoke
Take my emotions and hide and then go - o
Never had nothing to lose
I don't got nothing to prove
I don't know nothing 'bout you
I'm just alone in my tomb
Working on tunes, smooth, new
I will be lonely at such a young age
Only 19 but I feel 88
Pass me the blunt and I'll flow with the smoke
Up in the clouds with some blood on my coke
[Sample]
Home is where they say the heart is
Mine's buried in the yard
Hell's a place they say is for sinners
I'll be the man in charge