He wasn't really known for the rules When he arrived in the second year of my high He so much of a twist of fate As a short up from a Southern state He was born with a sweet tooth he couldn't Always trying to find himself sweet All he found was a trouble and me Or trouble just found him
It was to hide that his heart had scars He would stay up late to the stars People tried to blame him for making bad When he was only to the voices And for some kind of deeper truth Between the and the Bible and living proof There's no point now to him in vain If you haven't been there, you know the pain
He was a liar, but not a Living proof there was no God the Devil, stiff as a rod A to a sugartooth
His life became more than he take He found a bad habit he couldn't Nothing could tame him and nothing could him He only took the pills when the told him
to help for the something sweet To make his life less incomplete What in the hell are you do When the has made its mind up about you?
He was a liar, but not a Living that there was no God the Devil, stiff as a rod A to a sugartooth
He to be a better man Then life kicked him down an old tin can He would give you the on his back If not for a
They him lying on his bed a gun in his hand and a quiet head His broken heart, now, is gone But I know that he had to for too long
To he had fought it all on his own Just to lose the battle and die After so many years of the loss He made his way back home
And I they put what was left in a box And took it to a called Jesus Rock And scattered him all over jagged As a to all that the piece had been found But not for a sign is behind With a hand stuck reaching back in To a place in which you can unwind I he found something so sweet
He was a liar, but not a Living proof there was no God Just the Devil, as a rod A to a sugartooth
He wanted to be a man But kicked him down like an old tin can He give you the shirt on his back If not for a
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