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Loss

Loss

(альбом: Urban Discipline - 1992)

Here I stand all alone
Memories flash of those I've known
Cannot change things said and done
Live life full till my time comes

The lives of friends that I have lost
We pay the price, we pay the cost
Can't cry anger till the end
It burns inside to lose a friend

Not even for a second when he woke up did he ask
If today was gonna be his last
An average day in the middle of a life
Terminated by a sharp knife

Killing, spilling the liquid blood
As his boys found him lying face down in the mud
You might say this song is in poor taste
But I must discuss the waste

Walking thin lines, anything to cop a dime
Labelled habitual, a loser three times
Just fucking around, knuckles bloody to the bone
Whatever, the future's unknown

Unless you believe in predestination of fate
The letter read termination
It was fucked up I couldn't make out his face
Through the blood, what a fucking waste

Of lives of friends that I have lost
Who pays the price? Who pays the cost?
Can't cry, just anger till the end
It burns inside to lose a friend

My friend was there until the end (My friend)
Can never be replaced
The pain that I taste (It's over)
What a fucking waste

Of lives of friends that I have lost
Who pays the price? Who pays the cost?
Can't cry anger till the end
It burns inside to lose a friend

Cold-blooded murder, suicide, another body laid to rest
Untimely demise, homicide, my faith is put to the test
Is there a god? Sometimes I just can't believe
My friend who is dead was shot and then robbed
Something quite hard to conceive

People dying everyday there's got to be a better way
The losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay
Like the memory of a friend who stood with me until the end
The losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay

Of lives of friends that I have lost
Who pays the price? Who pays the cost?
Can't cry anger till the end
It burns inside to lose a friend

It's not for me that I grieve but for the families left bereaved
I question whether life is fair, I wonder if I even care
We think we know what life is worth until they lower us beneath the earth
Mother crying, forever hurt, my face like stone, I shovel dirt

My friend was there until the end (My friend)
Can never be replaced
The pain that I taste (It's over)
What a fucking waste

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