Gone and witnessed, my thoughts prolong my visions...
I try to see clearly, yet i'm lost to distance...
My decisions never talk yet reveal mauled precision...
The woodgrain splintered, glass bursted, to incorporate you in my verses...
How much you drank still remains uncertain...
Yet assemblys are worthless?..
Actions of peers allows to make my nerves flip...
I lost a loved one, you aint never heard it...
Nervous? Nah i rather watch these clowns sounds like a circus...
Readily i chase him in eternity, spell it, R. I. C. H. I .E...
The good die young and one is no longer beside me...
Tears no longer drip, they steadily pour...
It hard when they ain't here no more and alcohol is the source...
Possibly a stud, when your dressed up...
But believe me, it wasn't easy seeing you in that tux...
Trees don't give and neither do poles...
You deceased to a hole how you living the role...
Twisted metal and a v6 engine attacked dude...
You were running from death but if finally grasped you...
You left when you didn't have to...
I wish that you would come back through, because of this I hate the sounds of dispatch crews...
If you drink and drive your sick so quick find a remedy...
Cuz I'm tired of seeing family reunion tables with empty seats...
