Junkie's Graveyard

A song for the addict who dies tonight...

Gravestone

Skin and bones

Empty throne

Mourning tones

Bunch of flowers

Soaring towers

No godly powers

Baby showers

Wracked in grief

Feeling weak

Tears on cheek

Meet and greet

Funeral procession

Loved ones mention

Good intentions

Sadness Dimension

Buried in the ground

Rain the only sound

Nails they pound

Relief not found

Feeling frustrated

Good life debated

New opportunities created

Hopes have been wasted

If only we’d known

Better path could have shown

You could have flown

If only we’d known

I just want you back

Wanted you to get on track

But you were a prisoner to smack

Speedballing with the crack

Chorus

Junkies Graveyard

All tried to hard

To kill themselves

Be someone else

Left the world on a buffer

And we are left to suffer

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