I remember the day, it was very tense
finding out why tho, it didn't make any sense
I came home on Wednesday so nervous and depressed
You were still hiding and weren't found yet, i was kinda impressed
when i saw the cops go by the front my heart skipped a beat
the last thing i saw of you was your white,stiff feet...
I was standing with the dalers up on arch street
when i found out what was happening, it felt like a bad defeat...
I knew you ran away but i thought it was only for you to think
you took away your life so fast before i could even blink
i cant believe you fooled us, you told us you were clean
you died from a suicide? what the hell is that? what does that mean?
they told me now that you live in the sky
so i looked up screaming your name and i started to cry
I was told you were gone but your still with us
so i kept running looking for you, you were the only one i could trust
the men carrying you out looked so crushed
i saw you laying on a bed, i wanted to run to you but everyone was hushed
i saw your feet sticking out, i thought you were taking a nap
then i saw your brother holding your Slipknot hat
I couldn't believe you were gone, you are too young
the pain i had was unbearable, it really stung
I visit you know at least 2 times a week
I go up to bring you things and just to think
Time has past and i know now that its going to be okay
But i still will think bout you a few times a day
Its been hard to move on because I'm so worried about you
But i believe that you are ok...thats what i have to do
so i love you buddy and you're still my best friend
and i wont ever say goodbye, there will never be a definite end
