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Oh, listen my dear friends and |
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I'll tell you a story |
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About someone |
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I barely knew at all |
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He was a friend of my friends and they told me about him |
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How he had nothing to break his fall |
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He had that bad religion in his blood |
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The kind that brings you down and can never lift you up |
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He was a beautiful young man on the streets of |
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AustinHe was a ghost faced junkie on the streets of |
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New Orleans |
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I could barely recognize him when |
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I saw himHe had to look me in the face and say my name before |
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I knew it was him |
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Oh buddy, |
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I wish I'd been a better friend |
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What if they only gave you love when you lied? |
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It's bound to really rip you up inside |
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Pressures a person into that horrible mouth that leaves a bloody aftermath |
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Everything minus one is everything |
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He treated me with what |
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I considered kindness |
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When I crawled off to sleep in my car he was worried about me |
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When we payed our respects to the moon on the outskirts of |
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AustinI'm sorry to say |
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I was too shy to stay in touch with him |
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Oh buddy, |
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I wish I'd been a better friend |
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And I wonder what it takes just to save one little life |
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Icarus almost made it back to the shore |
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When I was really down, there were three little words |
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From a couple of good people that kept me holding on |
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Oh buddy, |
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I'll never get a chance again |
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Oh buddy, |
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I wish I'd been a better friend |
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Oh buddy, |
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I'll never get a chance again |
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Oh buddy, |
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I wish I'd been a better friend |
