8006 Hedgeway CT.

I don't have much, kid
You can have anything I can spare
I know what a crutch is
I've been standing on mine here for years
And I had some good friends
Got lost in the powering flames
Now I'll make a point
In conversation and mention their names
You call me an asshole
But you don't know a thing about me
Been freaking myself out
Since I had my head stomped in 2016

Afraid of a lot here
Cover it up with sarcasm and sighs
Thinking 'bout death for ten years
As I sat and watched my cousin die
I cooked him his last meal
Yeah that's just what a good friend does
Sometimes I hear his voice

That's everything that I ever was



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Swindle, Paul Leavitt, Nathaniel Gleason
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