louie's living with a fire in his bloodand it burns like a mother ****er
I've picked him up off the ground when hiscells were down and now its gettingtougher to stay motivated when the endsin sight and the world keeps draging youdown everyday is another fight thingsaren't the same cause he's not aroundsometimes life is like a circle pit you keeprunning round and round and sometimesyou just fall down and fall flat on theground sometimes life is like a pile of shitbut one thing that stays the same is themayhem and the pain that keeps running throughmy veins 
I watched my friend 
Greg slip awaywith a bump and a bottle 
I watched him decay
I could have tried to stop him yesterday now his ashesare floating in 
Biscayne Bay and 
I listen to themusic we made everytime his face startsto fade apart of me died in the van that dayon tour 
I missed his funeral by just one day