Told Me A Story,
A Broken Man,
A Father To Daughter,
He'd Do Anything For Her,
Even Slaughter.
He Had Drive,
And Pain In His Eyes,
He Had Lived Through Many Lies.
Stolen Moments,
Regret And Frustration,
So He Chose A Bottle,
To Drown His Agitation.
But Digging Deeper Into A Hole,
He Got Used To It,
He Lost Control.
Then He Met Z And His World Had A Glimmer Of Hope,
He Was No Longer Alone.
Best Pals, Best Friends,
Taking Shots And Sharing Laughs,
Chatting Up Odds And Ends,
But They Had It Coming, Different Paths.
Join In At The Waterhole,
Drink Up, Assholes,
Time To Stab The Buffalo.
Not A Proud Moment, Z, But You Had To Do What You Did,
Shut Him Away From Your Life,
No Explanation, God Forbid.
You Stabbed A Friend In The Back,
Careful, Karma Is A Train,
Coming For You Dressed In Black,
And He Knows All About Pain.
Remember His Last Words?
"Fuck You Cisco"
No Response, I Know,
He Always Scared You,
Didn't He, Though?