To, Ricky L. RIP brother.

[The_Hammer]

I, heard somebody fixed today,
There was no last goddbyes to say.
His will, to live, ran out,
I heard somebody turned to dust.
Lookin back, at what he left;
a list of plans and photographs.
Songs, that never will be sung,
These are the the things he won't get done.

I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle use the man
I've seen them crawl from the cradle to
the gutter on their hands
They fight a war but it's fatal, it's so hard to understand

I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle use the man

Just one shot to say goodbye
One last taste to mourn and cry
Scores and shoots, the lights go dim
Just one shot will do him in.

He hangs his head and wonders why
Why the monkey only lies
But pay the pauper, he did choose
He hung his head inside the noose
I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle use the man
I've seen them crawl from the cradle to
the coffin on their hands
They fight a war but it's fatal, it's so hard to understand
I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle in his hand
Cryptic writing on the wall, the beginning of the end
I've seen myself use the needle, seen the needle in my hand

Credit to my dear friend-Dave M.