I threw a party just the other night,
It consisted of way to many goodbye's
My eye's they burned from the brightest moon,
And I slept alone for a year or so.
You think I would be used to it,
You see this worlds got me in a spin,
Gravity is just here to pull me down
And it's doing it way to well.
My best friend has a cancer in his lungs,
So I'll continue smoking to join him,
His dying more and more each day,
The kemo's rotting away our friendship.
I love the fact that I am going to die,
I hate the fact I just don't now when,
Cause I have some many memories,
I don't want to leave one behind.
I want to have a daughter and one son,
So they can keep my memories going on,
but the way it's looking today,
Means I wont have anything left to say.
As an hour flouds 60 minutes,
I learn what it means to be alive,
My best friend just died, what a tragedy,
I'll burn him and scatter his ashes in the sea.
I drink alot and I do some drugs,
But it's not enough to kill me...yet,
I guess that's what my best friend thought,
I guess I should now learn the lesson his death has taught.
I will live long and die old,
But right now I'm looking like dying young,
At 19 you think I would be used to the spin,
But Gravity is just here to pull me down.
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