27 (White Men Are Black Men Too 2015)

Текст песни Young Fathers - 27 (White Men Are Black Men Too 2015)

I know that it's hard for me
I know it's disheartening
Hanging low
It's gonna haunt you in your sleep
I can make it easy
Easier to breathe
It all seems wrong when you're picking out your coffin

I'm 27 and not in heaven
I killed a man with my bare hands, please forgive me (Lack of passion)
(Leave the dumb boy alone)
(I know your God is here right now)
(At least not for long)
(Save the embarrassment)
(Take your juju off of me)
(I do not agree)
(That it's blasphemy)

I'm 27
And not in heaven
Say what there is, what there is to say
When there's nothing to say, nothing at all
Say what there is, what there is, what there is to say
When there's nothing to say at all
Say what there is, what there is to say, (No) nothing to say, (No) nothing at all
Say what there is, what there is, what there is to say
When there's nothing to say at all

One in a million
You look familiar
One in a million
You look familiar
I'mma haunt you in your sleep
Make it easier for me
I know that's it's hard to breathe

Stand with you, stand with you darling
Stand with you, stand with you darling
Stand with you, stand with you darling
Stand with you, stand with you darling

Say what there is, what there is, what there is to say
When there's nothing to say at all
Say what there is, what there is, what there is
When there's nothing to say, nothing at all
Say what there is, what there is, what there is to say
When there's nothing to say at all
Say what there is, what there is, what there is
Nothing to say, nothing at all