Let me tell you guys a story, a story about a young boy
This young boy grew lonely from the start
Parents would fight
Day and night
Not a single end in sight
His big brother was going through tough times
Hooked on drugs
Had him in they're grasp
So he decided to make things right
In his big brothers eyes
Death was the only escape
So on 00-00-000 he decided to take his life
This just drove the parents to separate
Blamed it on each other
Saying "it was your fault"
"No you didn't look after him"
This just drove the young boy insane
He now knew nothing but pain
Loneliness calm he's life
Every night before he'll go to sleep
He'll weep
Lay his head on his pillow and weep
Wanted the pain to go away
Cried from help but no one
No one would respond
So he took it a pond himself
Remembered his dad had a 44. Locked away
On a cold night
Went to his dad's house and secretly hid the 44.
At midnight he raise the 44.
Placed it right on his forehead
And with a click of the trigger....
This young boy's story was put to an end
