[Sarah Barthel:]
If you knew the day that you would die
Pack your bags and tell your friends one last goodbye
Would you give up all the blame?
Would you fuck and fight the same?
If you knew the day that you would die
[Macklemore:]
I made some mistakes, some mistakes, yeah, fuck it
Those ones made me great, made me great when I kicked the bucket, yeah
Know I might be late, might be late, but I'm comin'
Walk through Heaven's gate with a tux like, "What's uppers?"
I was left feelin' unusual
They gon' have some stories at my funeral
Never got accepted into music school
But look what I did with music, fool, ayy
We all gon' die, all gon' die, left some ripples in the tide
I had a pit bull in my mind and I trained him over time
Take off the fuckin' leash and go and walk around outside
And realize nothing's permanent 'cept birth and death and find some gratitude
Between the two of them, a Gemini, two sides
Cadillac two-tone hearse pulls me down I-5
God callin' me home, I can't leave nothing behind
Life one hell of a ride, we ain't gettin' out alive
[Sarah Barthel:]
If you knew the day that you would die
Pack your bags and tell your friends one last goodbye
Would you give up all the blame?
Would you fuck and fight the same?
If you knew the day that you would die
[Macklemore:]
Bright lights, big city dreams
Sunglasses at night, I'ma wear them to sleep
Climb the high rocks, hang from the scaffolding
If I fall, then I fall, fuck it, they'll remember me
I got thirty thousand steps 'til my death ('Til my death)
Less than twenty thousand breaths in me left (In me left)
And if this the last night that I get (That I get)
Then I already spent my regrets (No regrets)
Run that motherfuckin' tab, tell the teller fill the bag
Fuck a mask, I'ma throw all of this cash on the ave
Get my Mercedes keys, put 'em in a stranger's hands
Whisper to him, "Live fast and enjoy it while you can"
This is now, screamin' from my lungs, you can hear my howl
Taste the blood drippin' off my tongue, yeah, it's goin' down
Headed up, loved ones only got a couple hours
To the world, bon voyage, say my vows and I'm out like
[Sarah Barthel:]
If you knew the day that you would die
Pack your bags and tell your friends one last goodbye
Would you give up all the blame?
Would you fuck and fight the same?
If you knew the day that you would die
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