Purgatory
Lost beyond the world
Escape past the stars
To reclaim what was there
N' It's dedicated
It's dedicated
Now I'm snatching pills out of his hand
Now I can never talk to him again
But, I can still see that body on the bed
Only thing I can do now is keep it in my head
Is there Heaven for an addict?
Or is it just that feeling they chase but, could never capture
I see the devil hidden in these capsules
They be hiding in plain sight and suffering but, acting natural
Heading down the path of self-destruction
But, I could not follow
Now I'm shadow boxing with my conscious
While my soul gets swallowed
Had a hard time letting go
But, I can't worry bout the things that I can't control
No!
Led this life, it wasn't noble
Only hope is to stay hopeful
Destined for more than this existence
Put him on my neck, I won't forget him
It was over in an instant
What could I have done different?
Granny passed a week before he died
Family thought I couldn't even cry
After funeral can't even lie
Sobbing, tears, asking reasons why?
Never see his face again
The darkest demons find the purest souls to place to rest
Catholic service left my nerves distorted
Already gone but, I can't help but worry
Is he living in eternal glory?
Or forever floating stuck in purgatory?
Now I'm snatching pills out of his hand
And I can never talk to him again
And I can still see that body on the bed
Only thing I can do now is keep it in my head
Escape past the stars
To reclaim what was there
N' It's dedicated
It's dedicated
Now I'm snatching pills out of his hand
Now I can never talk to him again
But, I can still see that body on the bed
Only thing I can do now is keep it in my head
Is there Heaven for an addict?
Or is it just that feeling they chase but, could never capture
I see the devil hidden in these capsules
They be hiding in plain sight and suffering but, acting natural
Heading down the path of self-destruction
But, I could not follow
Now I'm shadow boxing with my conscious
While my soul gets swallowed
Had a hard time letting go
But, I can't worry bout the things that I can't control
No!
Led this life, it wasn't noble
Only hope is to stay hopeful
Destined for more than this existence
Put him on my neck, I won't forget him
It was over in an instant
What could I have done different?
Granny passed a week before he died
Family thought I couldn't even cry
After funeral can't even lie
Sobbing, tears, asking reasons why?
Never see his face again
The darkest demons find the purest souls to place to rest
Catholic service left my nerves distorted
Already gone but, I can't help but worry
Is he living in eternal glory?
Or forever floating stuck in purgatory?
Now I'm snatching pills out of his hand
And I can never talk to him again
And I can still see that body on the bed
Only thing I can do now is keep it in my head
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Writer(s): Robert John Richardson
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