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 there ain't no
Might be a and I might be a saint
I'd like to be proud, but I'm ashamed
Sweet little baby in a world of pain
I gotta be honest, I don't know if I could it
talking, but what's anybody saying?
Mama said if I really want to, then I can change, yeah

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

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

And you could call this the
I'm telling the truth, yeah
You can play this at my
my sister don't cry and don't be sad
I'm in paradise dad
Close my eyes and then cross my
Put me in the dirt, let me dream the stars
me in a box with the oxygen off
You gave me the key then you locked every
I can't breathe, I won't ask you to stop
When I can't breathe, don't for a cop
I was naive and hopeful and
Now I'm and trapped in my thoughts, oh

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

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

And you could this the funeral
I'm telling the truth
And you can this at my funeral
Tell my sister don't cry and be sad
I'm in with dad
Close my eyes and then my arms
Put me in the dirt, let me be the stars