I still have that image of your lifeless body lying in that hospital bed
Some days I can't get it out of my head
When your mother sees me she cries
I can't help but ask why
Her eyes blood shot
Her head a mess
I remember she looked down and said
It should've been me instead
Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 9:44 AM UTC
I still have that image of your lifeless body lying in that hospital bed
Some days I can't get it out of my head
When your mother sees me she cries
I can't help but ask why
Her eyes blood shot
Her head a mess
I remember she looked down and said
It should've been me instead
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