Louie’s living with a fire in his blood And it burns like a mother fucker I’ve picked him up off the ground When his cells were down and now it’s getting tougher To stay motivated when the end’s in sight And the world keeps dragging you down Every day is another fight Well, things aren’t the same ’cause he’s not around, and…
Sometimes life is like a circle pit You keep running round and round And sometimes you just fall down And you fall flat on the ground Sometimes life is like a pile of shit But one thing that stays the same Is the mayhem and the pain That keeps pumping through my veins
I watched my friend Greg slip away With a bump and a bottle, I watched him decay And I could have tried to stop him yesterday Now his ashes are floating in Biscayne Bay And I listen to the music we once made Every time his face starts to fade Apart of me died in the van that day On tour I missed his funeral by just one day, and…
Sometimes life is like a circle pit You keep running round and round And sometimes you just fall down And you fall flat on the ground Sometimes life is like a pile of shit But one thing that stays the same Is the mayhem and the pain That keeps pumping through my veins