"NICK"
By: Bryant Ahrenberg
A rainy day, it seemed so bland
But the next moment, I still cant stand
he spoke the words i lost controll
an automobile accident had taken your soul
we sat in pain wishing for a dream
my heart ripped open, still missing a seam
i feel dead inside, an empty hole
no matter how i feed it, it doesent seem full
The laughs of the jester who'll become a jack
we would do anything to have you back
the pictures of the devistation made me dead
im still trying to remember last what you said
the memories of the times will always remain
but the fun we had doesn't seem the same
sixteen is just to young to go
i try to awake but my mind says no
these words are written with a tear
but like your death they are very unclear
something seems missing, untold, unknown
cryptic reports, blind eyes, unshown
feeling so lost, why was it you
i cry knowing, there's nothing i could do
the others i know, feel the same
who also shed the tears when the news came
it's because of your love that you let
your life, your mind, your heart, we'll never forget
Who loans ya money, homie?
Who owes ya cash?
Who taught you how to use the bong for the grass?
I don't know much but I gotta assume
When ya hit ya first neden,
ya homies was in the room
we talking about HOMIES HOMIES
We are muthafucking HOMIES HOMIES!!!
We are juggalo HOMIES HOMIES!!!
HOMIES HOMIES (Man that's my dogg)