Only the good die young
We all wait for one moment, one moment in life.
To do something we thought was going to be so much fun.
We wait and wait until were 21.
To finally be able to enjoy drinks with our friends.
We sometimes feel invincible, like a superhero.
Like we can do whatever and nothing will happen.
Take shots, drink a lot and wake up and do it again.
Until you finally turn 21, the moment you been waiting for,
And the morning when you wake up & realize where are your friends,
Where am I?
Today's my birthday & it doesn't seem like such a good day.
I wake up & realize that I am in heaven, & it is my birthday.
I did not get the chance to hear my parents & friends say Happy Birthday.
I am dead, I am in heaven.
Without my drinks nor my friends.
A night of fun in my eyes led me to my death.
Only the good die young & I died because I went out for my birthday.
When you blow out the candles for your birthday be careful for what you wish for.
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