#Born2Die

Born to die, that's facts
Days fly by, can't get 'em back Good days come
Then disappear Pain moved in
Been living here My past ride shotgun
Won't get out the ride Got nowhere to run
Got nowhere to hide The reaper stay clocked in
He don't call off Every blessing I get
Got a cost involved Got skeletons in closets
Now they dance in my bars Every verse leave bruises
Every hook leave scars So I lay on these tracks
Get the weight off my back Turn my pain into lines
And my lines into stacks Years gone quick
Still here though Smile outside
Storm below Born to die
We all know That's why I let this pain go Every time that I flow Hook Born to die, that's the deal
Hard to tell what's fake or real Days float by, lose their shape
Watch another year escape Good times rare, few and far
Like shooting stars where the dark ones are So I lay these tracks
Get the weight off my back Every bar I write
Help me carry that The good times came by... they just ain't stay long
So I put that hurt in a verse and make pain into songs
Born to die, till the day that I'm gone
Till then I'm leaving my weight every time I record.@rapfame