R.I.P. to my youth
And you could call this
The funeral
I'm just tellin'
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 stoppin'
Might be a sinner
And I might be a saint
I'd like to be proud
But somehow I'm ashamed
Sweet little baby
In a world full of pain
I gotta be honest,
I dunno if I could take it
Everybody's talkin',
But what's anybody saying?
Mama said if I really want it,
Then I can change it,
Yeah
R.I.P. to my youth
If you really listen,
Then this is to you
Mama,
There is only so much
I can do
Tough for you to witness,
But it was for me too
I'm using white lighters to see
What's in front of me
R.I.P. to my youth
And you could call this
The funeral
I'm just tellin'
The truth,
Yeah
You can play this
At my funeral
Tell my sister
Don't cry
And don't be sad
I'm in paradise
With dad
Close my eyes
And then cross my arms
Put me in the dirt,
Let me dream with the stars
Throw me in a box
With the oxygen off
You gave me the key
And you locked every lock
When I cant breathe,
I won't ask you to stop
When I can't breathe,
Don't call for a cop
I was naive and hopeful
And lost
Now I'm aware
And driving my thoughts,
Oh
What do I do?
What do I do?
I don't believe it
If I don't keep proof
I don't believe it
If I don't know you
I don't believe it
If it's on the news
Or on the internet
I need a cigarette
I'm using white lighters to see
What's in front of me
I'm using white lighters to see..
R.I.P. to my youth
And you could call this
The funeral
I'm just tellin'
The truth
And you can play this
At my funeral
Tell my sister
Don't cry
And don't be sad
I'm in paradise
With dad
Close my eyes
And then cross my arms
Put me in the dark,
Let me be with the stars
-The Neighborhood, "R.I.P. 2 My Youth"
