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twenty one

 

twenty one


Happy birthday to Eric
Happy birthday to

Another year that I've grown older
The weight of my past lives has pained my shoulders
I'll throw my money at promoters
Just to celebrate in a place where they can't approach us
I've been patient all my life
For this warm September night
Pouring spirit over ice
Fictitious thank you's are in sight
My younger self was filled with spite
But I can't remember why
I'll crawl up where I used to lay
And lay out a gentle sigh

Two one
Lived so long that I don't feel young
Yet another sworn song, that'll never get sung
If it all goes wrong, then I'll hold my tongue
Two one
Two one
Lived so long and I can't undo
If I make a wish now, will it still come true?
There's a lot of people left that I gotta disprove
One two
Two one
Lived so long that I don't feel young
Yet another sworn song, that'll never get sung
If it all goes wrong, then I'll hold my tongue
Two one
Two one
Lived so long and I can't undo
If I make a wish now, will it still come true?
There's a lot of people left that I gotta disprove

Man, I don't wanna cry on my birthday
That shit selfish, someone else is in a worse place
I didn't even wanna make this in the first place
First person turn his hell into a workspace
Ah, don't tell me nothing 'bout me
I did what I could with my surroundings
Ah, not even a crib, I need a hunnid thousand
Man, it's been twenty-one years, heart still pounding
It's been twenty-one years; I've been a grown man
Please don't tell me shit 'bout what I know, man
Turns out, I fell victim to the romance
Never knew I'd be the one to take a slow dance
I don't even know what this song is
Guess this therapy 'cause ain't nobody gonna want this
Pick up my father on some pick out any watch shit
On some buy back the block, shit
Know how I rock bitch
I never thought I'd be invested
Pray to God [?] I will never forget man
Fuck this sad shit
This is not how we ending
Twenty-one years, forever I'll be protected

Two one
Lived so long that I don't feel young
Yet another sworn song, that'll never get sung
If it all goes wrong then, I'll hold my tongue
Two one
Two one
Lived so long and I can't undo
If I make a wish now, will it still come true?
There's a lot of people left that I gotta disprove
One two

Happy birthday to Eric
Happy birthday to

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