The death of a friend
The death of a friend...

Silence
While I sit by myself...

As I sit here alone
the world moves on...

Together for so long
I got used to you...

Tequila
I have a new friend...

Another funeral taking place
it seems to me unreal...

I'm still here waiting
for that special one...

You can call me a gangster
you can call me a thug...

I have all these people
that call me their friend...

I'm sitting here in jail
the first time for me...

Ive met someone new
she really seems great...

These last couple of days,
have been pure hell...