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And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn
I look up, it's just me standing in the mirror
Put it to my brain and scream "die Shady" and pop it
The sky darkens, my life flashes, the plane that I was supposed to be on crashes
I keep having this dream, I'm pushin' Hailie on the swing
And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn