Please Stop

by Brock   Oct 2, 2003


We argue we fight
Its like there will never be any light
You drink come in late
I pray for the date
that you will quit what you do
I don’t think you know how to
You don’t know how you make people feel
But I know the pain is real
Please quit your alcoholic ways
I’ve been praying for days
I know you will in time
But by then you might be diein
I need you here with me
My kids need to see
That their grandfather is a good man
They will be your biggest fan
Please quit dad
If you die I will be sad

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