Momma Said The Good Die Young

How many times can i awake
With a
With a pair of tremblin' hands and a habit i can’t break
How many nights can i sip away
As I
Swear Im'ma be a better man than the one i was today yeah

Momma said the good die young
I must be doing this wrong
Doing this wrong
Momma said the good die young
I must be doing this wrong
Doing this wrong
Yeah Yeah

How many times can i look away
As i
See my reflection i can't recognize my face
How many times can i lose a day
Watching everything i love pass me by
As i slip into a grave
Oh Oh

I think i need to drive
I might be a little high
I might be a bit depressed
Im a little stressed
So i sip on rye
My girl said i need to take a break
Be patient but i hate to wait
Let go but i take the blame
Yeah i take the blame
Yeah i make mistakes

Momma said the good die young
I must be doing this wrong
Doing this wrong
Momma said the good die young
I must be doing this wrong
Doing this wrong
Yeah Yeah

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She said baby you’re too good to die young
Die Young
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She said baby don't you ever die young
Die young