Standing here with Gun in my hand
crying so much i can barely stand...

Razor,
sometimes i miss you...

I look up in the sky and see something pass me by
I hear a voice i haven't heard before...

I thought you were the one...
You said you loved me...

The good time is what I'm missing
the bad is all I'm seeing...

God has taken you ...far far above
now you flying in the sky like a white dove...

Hanging like the only light bulb in the dark room.
Are our hopes...