Its Over Now.
It's Over Now
We had some problems
love was tough
we got in a fight
and I said I had enough
You got mad and left
With whiskey on your breath
You hit someone head on
That's what lead to your sorrowful death
Everyone was at your funeral
wearing everything in black
I looked at your funeral in fault
walking off never looking back
Ever since you died that day
all I could do was meth
I still regret that argument
that brought you to your sudden death.
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