He wasn't really for breaking the rules When he arrived in the year of my high school He wasn't so of a twist of fate As a short up from a Southern state He was with a sweet tooth he couldn't beat trying to find himself something sweet All he found was a trouble and me Or maybe just found him
It was hard to that his heart had scars He would stay up late talking to the People tried to blame him for bad choices When he was listening to the voices And searching for some kind of deeper Between the lines and the Bible and proof There's no point now to him in vain If you haven't been there, you don't the pain
He was a liar, but not a proof that there was no God Just the Devil, as a rod A to a sugartooth
His life became more he could take He found a bad habit he break Nothing could tame him and could hold him He only took the pills the doctor told him
Looking to help for the something To make his life feel less What in the hell are you do When the world has made its mind up about
He was a liar, but not a proof that there was no God Just the Devil, as a rod A to a sugartooth
He to be a better man Then kicked him down like an old tin can He give you the shirt on his back If not for a
found him lying on his bed With a gun in his and a quiet head His heart, now, is finally gone But I know that he had to for too long
To think he had it all on his own Just to lose the battle and die After so many years of the loss He finally his way back home
And I heard they put what was in a box And took it to a place Jesus Rock And scattered him all over mound As a symbol to all that the piece had found But not for a sign is behind With a hand stuck back in time To a place in which you can never I hope he found something so
He was a liar, but not a Living that there was no God the Devil, stiff as a rod A slave to a
He to be a better man But life kicked him down an old tin can He would give you the on his back If not for a
Ooh, ooh, ooh, a slave to a Ooh, ooh, ooh, a to a sugartooth Ooh, ooh, ooh, a slave to a Ooh, ooh, ooh, a slave to a