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by Bloo Burds

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Twenty-seven years, twenty-seven years, twenty, twenty-seven years I done felt this pain
And if I wasn’t so scared of death probably would’ve gone out like Kurt Cobain
Tell me whether there’s any heaven here, am I, am I letting fear dominate my thoughts
Promise I ain’t gone spare a breath, like a diabetic boy I’ma take my shots
Twenty-seven years, twenty-seven years, twenty, twenty-seven years I done felt so cold
Standing at the crossroads, tell me if I don’t believe in the devil can I sell my soul?
Bred in dread and fear, bled my sweat and tears, engine, engine revving gears on overdrive
Twenty-seven years, twenty-seven years, twenty, twenty-seven years, and I know that I
Ain’t got the chops to be Hendrix, no Janis Joplin aesthetic
No chicken pox, I don’t balk at obstacles can’t compete with my ethic
Well I talk the talk, on my cock and bull, I rock mock bravado pretentious
A hipster who likes to flip words, I jump but don’t got the hop to climb fences
When I spit my verse, it’s so well rehearsed
With these cryptic words, a zombie
Still I’m D O A, I can’t see no way
To cure or reverse the rotting
Somehow I soldier on
Keep waiting for the sun
Strange days but I focus on my ambitions
I am Jim Morrison
Will I live to see me grow dentures?
Or have I already reached my November?
Am I out of time, am I just playing with fire
To go out by misadventure
I must got synesthesia
That’s why I sing them baby blues
But everybody tryna fade these hues
Til it’s back to black, and I done paid my dues
Twenty-seven years, twenty-seven years, twenty, twenty-seven years I been on my grind
And if I wasn’t for the music I swear to God I damn well would’ve lost my mind
I done fought so hard to be me, but I still don’t know who I am inside
Twenty-seven years, twenty-seven years, twenty, twenty-seven years I’m still alive

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released November 29, 2019
J. Dill

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