With every sweet end
Comes the next bitter beginning
That text we didn't send
To the friend who's considering
Finishing they're time here on earth
And clocking out at midnight
But some things just aren't worth
Causing a fuss or a fight
Now everything's alright
We all got what we wanted
They live on without fright
But now your best friend is dead
Hung himself at twenty-two
You claim you hadn't a clue
Though you knew what you had to do
Too bad your call never came through
Feb 8, 2021
Feb 8, 2021 at 11:41 PM UTC
With every sweet end
Comes the next bitter beginning
That text we didn't send
To the friend who's considering
Finishing they're time here on earth
And clocking out at midnight
But some things just aren't worth
Causing a fuss or a fight
Now everything's alright
We all got what we wanted
They live on without fright
But now your best friend is dead
Hung himself at twenty-two
You claim you hadn't a clue
Though you knew what you had to do
Too bad your call never came through
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