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R.I.P. 2 My Youth - Demo

de The Neighbourhood

RIP to my youth
And you could call this the funeral
I'm just telling the truth
And you can play this at my funeral
Wrap me up in Chanel inside my coffin
Might go to Hell and there ain't no stopping
Might be a sinner and I might be a saint
I'd like to be proud but somehow I'm ashamed
Might move out down south to LA
We were thinking modest maybe get a little mansion
Save her in the tropics but we're off in Laurel Canyon
Mama said if I really want it then I can have it, yeah
RIP to my youth
I was sixteen when I got tattooed
I was twenty-one when I first got paid
Got a million bucks, spit it up five ways, yeah

I'm using white lighters to see what's in front of me (front of me, ah-ah)

RIP to my youth
Baby, you could call this the funeral
I'm just telling the truth
And you can play this at my funeral
Wrap me up in Chanel inside my coffin
Might go to Hell and there ain't no stopping
Might make a shirt and put it in hot topic
Buy it by myself, off the shelf, make profit

Louis V slippers when I walk in the office
Give me Rob Stringer or I won't start talking
I had all the options
Almost Simon, Rick and Jimmy breakfast I would leave all going in the city, yeah
And RIP to those years, I was always crying
But I wouldn't show tears
I wasn't a man but I couldn't man up
I don't think I'm bad, I just think I'm bad luck

I'm using white lighters to see what's in front of me (front of me, ah-ah)

RIP to my youth
Baby, you could call this the funeral
I'm just telling the truth
Yeah, you could play this at my funeral
Wrap me up in Chanel inside my coffin
Might go to Hell and there ain't no stopping
Might make a shirt and put it in hot topic
Buy it by myself, off the shelf, make profit

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