You know the saying the
devil mad me do it ,Who was it
really that help you trough it?
Who was it really that
payed the man for this high
that deprived you of home,
I remember a boy that had
so much promise,
The smile on his face
that wasn't a fake,
Tears now well-up in my
eyes having to see my
good boy die,
Who was it really that
made you want to
steel,lye,and deceive,
To make no one want to
believe,
I heard you scream and yell
that you wished me to hell,
That I was to blame for all
your pain,
That sharp knife hit me
hard and left me cold
now standing there a lone
I would have to fold
For I wasn't going to win
this round with him,
Tears have drop and I hate
to amet that this thing called
meth has made me quite
I know longer can fight for my
sons life he's now the only
one that can save his life,
I know longer have my son in
my life for he has chosen
the other life,
now its to late to for get it,
For your going down with them
that did it,
