Louie's living with a fire in his blood
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And it burns like a mother fucker
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I've picked him up off the ground
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When his cells were down
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And now its getting tougher
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To stay
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Motivated when the ends in sight
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And the world keeps dragging you down
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Everyday is another fight
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Things aren't the same 'cause he's not around
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Sometimes life is like a circle pit
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You keep running round and round
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And sometimes you just fall down
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And you fall flat on the ground
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Sometimes life is like a pile of shit
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But one thing that stays the same
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Is the mayhem and the pain
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That keeps running through my veins
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I watched my friend, Greg, slip away
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With a bump and a bottle I watched him decay
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And I could have tried to stop him yesterday
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Now his ashes are floating in Biscayne Bay
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And I listen to the music we once made
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Everytime his face starts to fade
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A part of me died in the van that day
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On tour I missed his funeral by just one day
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The Mayhem & The Pain
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| Against All Authority |
