my friend died of an overdose i just want him to know we are all ok
cs
can't be mad at ya cause we've come too far you chose your life's path shooting dope with no mask you shoulda known but you didn't care like me drinking everywhere but the fentynol got to you trying to sneak into heaven but heaven aint for the blues it aint for people like me and you I'll have a hole in my head but I'll see you in purgatory at the end you were my best friend miss you so much aint fictional but we will be between heaven n hell how did we do so well I'll see all the lost friends and what nonsense can exist in the abyss I feel like I'm on the precipice of a greater calling but for now I'm stalling for death's hand is still on me soon we will all be free from the bonds that be cs
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