Young Fathers - 27

I know that it's hard for me I know it's disheartening Hanging low It's gonna haunt you in your sleep I can make it easy Easier to breathe It all seems wrong when you're picking out your coffin I'm 27 and not in heaven I killed a man with my bare hands, please forgive me (Lack of passion) (Leave the dumb boy alone) (I know your God is here right now) (At least not for long) (Save the embarrassment) (Take your juju off of me) (I do not agree) (That it's blasphemy) I'm 27 And not in heaven Say what there is, what there is to say When there's nothing to say, nothing at all Say what there is, what there is, what there is to say When there's nothing to say at all Say what there is, what there is to say, (No) nothing to say, (No) nothing at all Say what there is, what there is, what there is to say When there's nothing to say at all One in a million You look familiar One in a million You look familiar I'mma haunt you in your sleep Make it easier for me I know that's it's hard to breathe Stand with you, stand with you darling Stand with you, stand with you darling Stand with you, stand with you darling Stand with you, stand with you darling Say what there is, what there is, what there is to say When there's nothing to say at all Say what there is, what there is, what there is When there's nothing to say, nothing at all Say what there is, what there is, what there is to say When there's nothing to say at all Say what there is, what there is, what there is Nothing to say, nothing at all