Testo Dead Man Walking - Jon Bellion

Testo della canzone Dead Man Walking (Jon Bellion), tratta dall'album Translations Through Speakers

You know, ma-maybe I'm drunk
Maybe I'm not
Maybe this happened, maybe it didn't
One, two, three
Call my doctor, call my lawyer
Call my brother, call my priest (call my priest!)
There's paperwork to fill out
'Cause a dead man walks the streets
'Cause my sister has a best friend
That I've known since I was three
And now I'm gon' get strangled
'Cause we tangled in the sheets
My homie's like "Dead man, dead man walking"
My homie's like "You a dead man, dead man walking" (dead man)
Yeah, uh, come on
Beautiful family friend is she
(Da-da-dum-da)
Almost a decade older than me
And I've been gone for quite a while overseas, yeah
And she's been livin' up in Albany (yeah, yeah)
Then I had two shows I played upstate
She came to show love and see my face
Then we got drinks and we chilled like "hey"
And then from there it was, you know, what I'm saying
Call my doctor, call my lawyer
Call my brother, call my priest (call my priest!)
There's paperwork to fill out
'Cause a dead man walks the streets
'Cause my sister has a best friend
That I've known since I was three (since I was three!)
And now I'm gon' get strangled
'Cause we tangled in the sheets
My homie's like "Dead man, dead man walking" (dead man walking)
My homie's like "You a dead man, dead man walking"
My homie's like "Dead man, dead man walking"
My homie's like "You a dead man, dead man walking, damn"
Now she's like "Damn! How did we let this happen? Damn!
How did we end up in this bed?"
Then I said, "Relax" and laughed like
"This would be a pretty dope song"
She's like, "No, I swear to God I'll kill you
No, I really will just take your life
No, don't even think about it
But that would be a pretty dope song"
So I came home and I called my friends
Then we got smacked and I wrote this jam
I know for a fact that I'm going
It's over, my life's dead-ass over
Call my doctor, call my lawyer
Call my brother, call my priest (call my priest!)
There's paperwork to fill out
'Cause a dead man walks the streets
'Cause my sister has a best friend
That I've known since I was three
And now I'm gon' get strangled
'Cause we tangled in the sheets
My homie's like "Dead man, dead man walking"
(You know what I'm saying?)
My homie's like "You a dead man, dead man walking"
Yeah, yeah
My homie's like "Dead man, dead man walking"
My homie's like "You a dead man, dead man walking"
The funny part about this entire thing
You know, like, do it in one-take, write it quick, fun 'n' jokes quip?
But my sister won't hear this until I release the album
She'll hear every other song except this one
So, surprise



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Writer(s): Jonathan David Bellion
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