there seperating us again don't worry it won't be the end they can't keep me from my flesh and blood but i frown and grind my shoe in the mud tears fill my eyes but i put on a disguise the head can't seem weak no matter how bleak i'll fix it all you'll see it'll be like it use to be i don't care about the price i don't care how deep the slice one day we'll reunite drink a 40, smoke a ting we'll get fucked up and sing
