One touch one pull of the door to my car
I'm diggin deeper as I slide up to see
It's hard to tell when your in the driver seat
What went wrong and why pick you
A life is gone
Weird what drugs make you do
What have I done
Ten years or maybe more
You slam, you scream out through the door
An empty hole tht you have dug
From the palms of your hands
You treat them as toys as I they are small
Swing it around like a rag doll
Was it pain or was it fate
That made you turn the key to on
Slow down, life can wait
Maybe you wouldn't be gone
Don't be irate
What went wrong and why pick you
A life is gone
Weird what drugs make you do
What have I done
What have I done
And like a spark to gas
You ended your life
Your final gasp
from that smoke came alot more tar
Clogged every sight that seemed to far
From the door of your car
I guess no one could see
But it's hard when it's you
In the driver seat
What have I done
Jul 17, 2013
Jul 17, 2013 at 12:03 AM UTC
One touch one pull of the door to my car
I'm diggin deeper as I slide up to see
It's hard to tell when your in the driver seat
What went wrong and why pick you
A life is gone
Weird what drugs make you do
What have I done
Ten years or maybe more
You slam, you scream out through the door
An empty hole tht you have dug
From the palms of your hands
You treat them as toys as I they are small
Swing it around like a rag doll
Was it pain or was it fate
That made you turn the key to on
Slow down, life can wait
Maybe you wouldn't be gone
Don't be irate
What went wrong and why pick you
A life is gone
Weird what drugs make you do
What have I done
What have I done
And like a spark to gas
You ended your life
Your final gasp
from that smoke came alot more tar
Clogged every sight that seemed to far
From the door of your car
I guess no one could see
But it's hard when it's you
In the driver seat
What have I done
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