Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 27, artist - New West. Date of issue: 12.08.2021
Song language: English
27 |
| If I die at twenty-seven |
| Shooting whiskey down with Hendrix |
| I’ll be smiling far from heaven |
| Count my blessings If I die at twenty-seven |
| Hol' up, take in this trip for a sec |
| God made me wicked but I need some rest |
| Holes in my pockets, the gold on my neck |
| It’s getting too heavy I can’t catch a breath |
| The lord came and bought me a Mercedes-Benz |
| Drove to the crossroads to drink with my friends |
| Shit is Nirvana more doors to the thrills |
| I’m high but I’m falling asleep at the wheel |
| Glass of red wine, house in the hills |
| Riding with death like the king: Jean Michel |
| Shit that I’m on makes it harder to sleep |
| But I’ll rest in peace when I’m down six feet deep |
| If I die at twenty-seven |
| Shooting whiskey down with Hendrix |
| I’ll be smiling far from heaven |
| Count my blessings If I die at twenty-seven |
| If I die at twenty-seven |
| Shooting whiskey down with Hendrix |
| I’ll be smiling far from heaven |
| Count my blessings If I die at twenty-seven |