I remember in 1998 you were so proud. You couldn't wait to see what the future held for me. I got a little older and fell in with a crowd. My heart was bleeding for that punk rock sound. I just couldn't seem to get enough. By accident with a loaded gun, I had an itchy trigger finger I was ready to run. I didn't think I would hurt anyone. I was playing it loose and having a time. I hate that I'm the reason that you don't shine like you used to long ago. All innocence has been stripped and sold like the dirt track racer down the road. Sitting on blocks is nothing but frame. I sure didn't mean to put you through hell. I've done my best to stay out of jail and by that right I think I've done pretty good. I've got a lonely lonely heart. You should have never let me pick up that guitar.
upbeat, rock, Bass, Brass, Guitar
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