27 Club

27 years, 207 days,

Morrison, the king,

I can feel my pain

In what you sing -

What an ugly thing it must be

To suffer for both you and me.

It's the 27 Club

And it almost looks good,

And it shines so bright

From all the lives it took,

So maybe I'll go

The way Janis went,

Maybe I'll leave

The way Cobain left,

I'll follow the path

The legends have set.

(Maybe I'll meet

Whomever they met).

What's that now?

Fucking tell me now!

If you think I should stay

Why are you all gone?

Don't give me advice

You couldn't follow,

I am not stronger,

I have no morals.

I know it hurts,

But hasn't it always?

Have you heard of Hendrix?

I heard him play, I'm his apprentice.

I'm still trying to figure out

Why he left us for the ground.

27 years, 207 days,

Are you the president?

I want in, I paid ission,

I went to hell, I became resident.

It's the 27 Club,

And it almost looks good,

And it shines so bright

From all the lives it took.

I know it hurts,

But hasn't it always?