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I might jump off the roof in my Versace suit
Take grandpa's .22 and go repaint my room, ooo
Pop those pink and blues so I can't feel the pain
Pour out a drink or two, dancin' on a crashin' plane

I know when I'm broadin' you won't hear no talkin'
All eyes straight up on me, when they see me they might cry
Oh, what a beautiful life

Might go and pass his fashion, hangin' like all my jackets
Jump out in front of traffic, make sure that shit's a wagon
Go take my lungs and smash 'em, smoke up, now I'm just ashes
Coked up my nose fantastic, Xanned out on top my mattress

I know when I'm broadin' you won't hear no talkin'
All eyes straight up on me, when they see me they might cry
Oh, what a beautiful life

If you can't fall asleep, I'll sit there by your feet
And hold you as you leave, go 'head boy get some Z's
If you can't fall asleep, I'll sit there by your feet
And hold you as you leave, go 'head boy get some Z's

I know when I'm broadin', you won't hear no talkin'
All eyes straight up on me, when they see me they might cry
Oh, what a beautiful life

Dancin' on my grave when I die
Dancin' on my grave when I die
Dancin' on my grave when I die
Día de los Muertos style, oh
Roses on my grave when I die
Roses on my grave when I die
Roses on my grave when I die
Día de los Muertos style, oh

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