With a bottle of beer and a pouch of dope
He was off two his secret place
Never did he guess what his fate was to be
That he'd lay with blood on his face
Slowly one puff after another
his head started to get numb
Swagging down his treasured alcohol
His parents would soon lose their son
Who's stupid idea was it to go outside
Couldn't they see how dangerous it could be
Did they think they were rebellious
If only he'd said NO his dead body i would not see
With pains up and down my throat
i try to forget his death
Staring at his pale face
Why is it only me he left
Did he think that he was cool?
By pushing away his real friend
I really miss having him around
I guess his life had to come to an end
He always told me he was breaking down
never felt like he had a heart
I wish i could have told him things
like why did he have to part
I'll say goodbye one last time
i will never visit his grave
He could have listened to me you know
his life i could have saved.
