Y.G.B.F.K.M.-Chris Caffery

Midnight, clock strikes on any other day It would be time to rumble, the time to play Now we sit and watch the after, math is plain insane The kingdom’s numb, ailing masses, I feel their pain Are really smiling, s-a-d When we celebrate, s-a-d It’s getting hard to swallow, s-a-d The empty words we ate It’s sad It’s not my fault, it was my life They closed the door after Death, death, death, death!!!!! One o’clock, in settles numbness, onward the machine Kinda hard to conjure feelings of the seventeen History was in the making, thousands creamed insane Now we sit and trade the rumors, ‘twas all in vane? Are really smiling, s-a-d When we celebrate, s-a-d It’s getting hard to swallow, s-a-d The empty words we ate It’s sad It’s not my fault, it was my life They closed the door after death I feel your pain, it’s not the same It’s all we have after death Flying, speeding, father bleeds me Can’t hide the truth, the mirror shows truth Church bells cast spells, living in Hell Can’t run from the truth, must face the truth Mid day, clock strikes, time to finally wake History send shivers nightly, the past I crave No time to sit, enjoy the after, life is plain insane Let’s start the journey over, please heal my pain Are really smiling, s-a-d When we celebrate, s-a-d It’s getting hard to swallow, s-a-d The empty words we ate It’s sad It’s not my fault, it was my life They closed the door after death I feel your pain, it’s not the same It’s all we have after death