Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Before I Die , by - Eamon. Song from the album Golden Rail Motel, in the genre СоулRelease date: 24.10.2019
Record label: Enemy Soil
Song language: English
Before I Die |
| Monday, I been on that bum tip |
| Nothing left to live, nothing left to give |
| Tuesday, yet another blues day |
| Another bounced check deeper into debt |
| Wednesday, need about a million |
| Desperate thinking, robbing men, women and children |
| Thursday, try to make the most of it |
| 24 hours to live and then it’s over with |
| I see ya five foot something, cuter than a button |
| Maybe you could pull me through |
| Girl I’ve been struggling, but Friday’s coming |
| Tryna spend my last day with you |
| Before I die show me some love |
| Before I die (die! die!) show me some love |
| 8 AM, roll up outta bed |
| I ain’t sleep at all, voices in my head |
| 12 noon, get everybody covered |
| Call my sister, brother, father, mother tell her that I love her |
| 8 PM, gotta fill my belly |
| Ain’t been feeling food lately, peanut butter jelly |
| Midnight, get the gun in the city |
| 'Cause I ain’t going lone, these bloodsuckers coming with me |
| I see ya five foot something, cuter than a button |
| Maybe you could pull me through |
| Girl I’ve been struggling, but Friday’s coming |
| Tryna spend my last day with you |
| Before I die show me some love |
| Before I die (die! die!) show me some love |
| Broadway and 145th street, met my man P |
| Blessed me with a piece |
| Head Downtown, they trendy club imposters |
| Tight pants, name brands, eventually I’ll spot’em |
| I ain’t slept in weeks but everybody eatin |
| Everybody slick 'till they feel slugs creep in |
| The Holy Ghost shoutin, got ya man doubtin' |
| Guts thrown up 'cause your man ain’t about it |
| Check into the Golden Rail Motel |
| Saw the Gideon’s and learned the devil ain’t a fairytale |
| I see ya five foot something, cuter than a button |
| Maybe you could pull me through |
| Girl I’ve been struggling, but Friday’s coming |
| Tryna spend my last day with you |
| Before I die show me some love |
| Before I die (die! die!) show me some love |
| When I die, just know I died with nothing left to give |
| When I die, just know I died with nothing left to give |