A sad story, might find it boring Lost his Mum to a drug named heroin Father's gone, so Grandma's left with everything Two grandkids and a daughter's coffinI never really knew him when he was growing up But I assumed that it was a little fucked No parents for him to look up too Just a brother whom I knew was a dodgy fuckShit, I used to think he was a dick Tried too hard to fit And never grow out..
The lights were low enough, you guessed You swapped your conscience with your fathers medication Limped from Rome to Lawrenceville And on the way wrote out a self-made declaration And when you got to Pleasant Hill You forced the traffic to erase your family demons And made a pact with you and god If you don’t move I swear to you I’m gonna make ya Do you need me? Do you need me? Do you need me? D..