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Not even for a second when he woke up did he ask |
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If today was gonna be his last |
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A average day in th middle of a life |
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Terminated by a sharp knife |
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Killing, spilling the liquid blood |
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As his boyz found him lying face down in the mud |
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You might say this song is in poor taste |
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But I must discuss the waste |
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Chorus I: |
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Of lives of friends that I have lost |
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Who pays the price, who pays the cost |
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Can't cry, just anger till the end |
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It burns inside to lodse a friend |
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Walking thin lines, anything to cop a dime |
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Labelled habitual, a loser three times |
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Just fuckin' around, knuckles bloody to the bone |
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Whatever, the future's unknown |
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Unless you believe in predestination of fate |
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The letter read termination |
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It was fucked up I couldn't make out his face |
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Through the blood, what a fucking waste |
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Chorus I |
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Chorus II: |
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My friend was there until the end (my friend) |
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Can never be replaced |
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The pain that I taste (it's over) |
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What a fucking waste |
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Chorus I |
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Cold blooded murder, suicide, another body laid to rest |
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Untimely demise, homicide, my faith is put to the test |
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Is therea god, sometimes I just can't believe |
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My friend who is dead was shot and then robbed |
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Something quite hard to conceive |
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People dying everyday there's got to be a better way |
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The losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay |
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Like the memory of a friend who stood with me until the end |
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The losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay |
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Chorus I |
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Lead |
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It's not for me that I grieve, but for the families left berieved |
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I question whether life is fair, I wonder if I even care |
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We think we know what life is worth until they lower us beneath the earth |
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Mother crying, forever hurt, my face like stone I shovel dirt |
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Chorus II |
