Am I the only one
Who sees the weekness in your life
Broken hearts no longer cry
I have seen this day, in my dream
seeing you, struck with pain
Never thought I'd see you helpless
only saw you ever smiling
Never thought, It'd come to this
Have to watch my best friend dying
I feel your grasp, your pulling away
I see your face, turning gray
These drugs, they call you slave
Shoot up one more time
And I'll dig your grave
Seeing my pain just wasnt enough
My plea for help, just didnt get through
not trying to change
just bringing back what used to be you







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