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So much pain deep inside.
Trying to just stay alive.
Thats just echoes in my head.
Watching the living turn to dead.
Once your friend know is dead.
You watch him in a coffin instead.
They took him out in three pieces.
You seen his insides drop out.
Trying to keep it in your head.
Trying not to go insane .
Taking meds each and every day.
Trying to just be like you was.
I ask myself every night .
Trying to sleep its alright.
But his image in your head.
Know I'm sleeping with the dead.
I don't smile anymore.
Trying to keep it all inside.
Trying to act a normal life.
At the funeral its okay.
Just found out he my cuz.
Never new this why back when.
Its just was a awsome friend.
My head has visions of the dead.
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