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von Shannen Moser

All the boys that I knew in middle school are dropping dead
So I guess you′ll always be forever drunk and 23
Hole in your shirt
Bucket of paint
When you met your maker Ben, did you feel the pain?
Well your daddy was a working man and so were you
You worked so hard on weekends that you fell asleep in school
Hole in your shirt
Bucket of paint
All the other kids would tease you I felt ashamed


We were riding up on Old State when we made that bet
You had shown me something messy on the internet
Shit smile grin
Had your headphones in
I had gone home to cry but would never tell
Last I saw you shoot that gun out in your backyard
You were singing Johnny cash and i was 13 falling hard
Hole in your shirt
Bucket of paint
If you knew what I know now

Would you have lived the same?