Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P. 2 My Youth

R.I.P. to my

And you could call the funeral
I'm telling the truth
And you can play at my funeral
me up in Chanel inside my coffin
Might go to hell and there no stopping
Might be a and I might be a saint
I'd like to be proud, but I'm ashamed
Sweet little in a world full of pain
I be honest, I don't know if I could take it
Everybody's talking, but anybody saying?
Mama said if I want to, then I can change, yeah yeah

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

I'm white lighters 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 at my funeral
Tell my sister don't cry and be sad
I'm in with dad
Close my and then cross my arms
Put me in the dirt, let me dream with the
me in a box with the oxygen off
You gave me the key then you locked lock
I can't breathe, I won't ask you to stop
When I can't breathe, 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 it if I don't 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 using white lighters to see what's in of me
I'm using lighters to see
R.I.P. to my

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