Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P. 2 My Youth

R.I.P. to my

And you call this the funeral
I'm telling the truth
And you can this at my funeral
me up in Chanel inside my coffin
Might go to hell and ain't no stopping
Might be a sinner and I be a saint
I'd to be proud, but somehow I'm ashamed
little baby in a world full of pain
I gotta be honest, I don't know if I take it
Everybody's talking, but what's anybody
Mama if I really want to, then I can change, yeah yeah

R.I.P. to my
If you really listen, this is to you
Mama, is only so much I can do
Tough for you to it but it was for me too

I'm using white to see what's in front of me
R.I.P. to my

And you call this the funeral
I'm just telling the truth,
You can play this at my
Tell my don't cry and don't be sad
I'm in with dad
my eyes and then cross my arms
Put me in the dirt, let me dream with the
Throw me in a box the oxygen off
You me the key then you locked every lock
When I breathe, I won't ask you to stop
When I breathe, don't call for a cop
I was naive and hopeful and
Now I'm aware and in my thoughts, oh

do I do? What do I do?
I don't believe it if I keep proof
I don't it if I don't know you
I don't it if it's on the news or on the internet
I a cigarette

I'm white lighters to see what's in front of me
I'm using white to see
R.I.P. to my

And you could call this the
I'm just the truth
And you can play this at my
Tell my sister don't cry and be sad
I'm in paradise dad
my eyes and then cross my arms
Put me in the dirt, let me be with the