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Time he was a good friend |
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Yea was a brother of mine |
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We were imaginary comic book superheroes |
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Kids wasting time |
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We were prisoners of our youth |
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We were growing up strong |
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'Til the day he was aken away |
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For something he did wrong |
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Oh alright |
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Tim came 'round just the other day |
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And boy he had some stories to tell |
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His mama kept him locked up in a rehab |
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Although the doctor said he was well |
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He said yeah I've been through the anger |
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And the hatred towards my mom |
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And I put all that behind me |
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Just tell me what was it like |
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To go to your prom |
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He said thank you mom for fixing |
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My clouded broken mind |
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But excuse me if I seem a little rude |
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While I was missing my childhood |
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My brother and my prime |
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You enjoyed the convenience of my solitude |
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Of my solitude |
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Well growing up these days just ain't easy |
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Oh and the kids they're doing the best that they can |
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So mama you beter think twice |
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Before you lock your kid up |
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And throw away the key |
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'Cause soon your little boy |
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Is gonna be a man |
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He said thank you mom for fixing |
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My clouded broken mind |
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But excuse me if I seem a little rude |
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While I was missing my childhood |
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My brother and my prime |
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You enjoyed the convenience of my solitude |
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Of my solitude |
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Tim left town just yeasterday |
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He left me with these words |
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He said Yeah I know this life's got a lot to give |
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But my childhood is gone |
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And I'm not afraid of dying |
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I'm gonna grab this world by the horns |
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Learn how to live |
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He said thank you mom for fixing |
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My clouded broken mind |
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But excuse me if I seem a little rude |
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While I was missing my childhood |
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My brother and my prime |
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You enjoyed the convenience of my solitude |
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Of my solitude |
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Twenty-four months of solitude |
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I didn't ask you for this solitude |
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I can't forgive you for this solitude |
