About a Family Member Dying

(Before the Bomb Drops)

Pistol intact, not sure how to react
But he does
It's like he does it to everybody he loves
Nah he does it becuase
He wants more of that "Shiiiiiiiit" drug
Stick it in till he ends
I knew you when you were seven
I knew you when you were eleven
You were staring down a world that wasn't quite yours
High School was stupid, we make friends and a year later we lose 'em
Like nothing was there
You got scared just like I did
Except I went more for violence, yelling out for help
You went the quite way and hid away till you'd melt
In a dark London stairway with the mirror
That reflects the neglect you felt, and it's clear
This is

Just another letter I've been meaning to send
To my cousin I won't let it happen again
A drug using kid, who did heroin until he'd lose his lid
But why do I feel, like I fucked up
Why do I feel like I fucked up
Why do I feel like I fucked up when I wasn't even there

I hope your doing better and clean
I know the first time it gets kind of mean and it stares down the face of a kid like you
With a brother who inturn will try to
Help and understand, fall into the damned
Take the biggest hit and cry away his plans
Like I could of been somebody
I could of been special
That's a pain he might never forgive
So if you're alone one night's grip
And you wonder why it feels like this
It's probably because what you did was selfish
I'm not sure I ever found a heart in you
But I know you were there for me sometimes
So I wrote this because I was thinking about you
And I hope you get better
I do.

Just stay away from it
Don't die
Don't die
Don't die

Just another letter I've been meaning to send
To my cousin I won't let it happen again
A drug using kid, who did heroin until he'd lose his lid
But why do I feel, like I fucked up
Why do I feel like I fucked up
Why do I feel like I fucked up when I wasn't even there