My friend's a cokehead.
this is for my brother fabian/ who lost his mother lena
but kept the love she gave him/ made it a lovely haven
probably felt abandoned/ too young to understand it
clinged too strong to his memories/ cus he ain't want some to vanish
the mind can reverse the effect/ when it hurts to reflect
trauma sure is a bitch/ it can make a person forget
It doesn't make him a bad dude/ it just makes him human
he's workin on himself now/ trying to make improvements
I know he's strong at heart/ I know it's in his genes
I know she's in his dreams/ playing to winter themes
gave him his brown eyes/ gave him his brown hair
your father's all blonde/ so that statement sounds fair
this is for his strength/ for his heart and soul
the distance he will travel/ between his start and goal
from where it's dark as coal/ to where it's bright as day
I'd like to say that you'll know the true path right away
but from a fussy glimpse/ to a clear picture
the only thing I can promise/ is that I'll be there with ya
cus you're my brother shrieks/ don't want no other neither
I got your back/ cus I truly am my brothers keeper
you can't hide from the pain
your mother is alive/ remember that it's true
cus inside she'll remain
everytime you're smiling in a mirror she's smiling back at you
you can't hide from the pain
she's playing with stars so you could be happier
cus inside she'll remain
cus now it's easier for you grandmother to keep track of her
cus inside she'll remain, remain, remain
inside she'll remain, remain, remain
I'm not being melodramatic but I'm telling the saddest
thing ever when my man broke down and developed a habit
he fell in the trap, kid drugs are the source of a whole
lotta crap like elepahant asses but he didn't care, naw,
he started using whatever would help him get plastered
He must've wished he was somewhere else on the map, kid
cus it excelled very rapid it went from just beer to beer and
sleeping pills to coke, crack, alka seltzer and acid
I should've been there when he knelt by the casket
cus I've known this dude since we were twelve and a half, shit...
I know he's a sensible and intelligent bastard
but apparently brains and common sense are irrelevant factors
on the cell how he acted, you could tell if he'd had it,
snorting and sniffing, how he spoke felt automatic
he nearly killed himself in this madness, it's awful
how he went from eligible bachelor to eligible crack head
this is to tell him that if there's a problem I'll tell him I'm at it I'll help him combat it be there and help him get past it
let the fire in his chest burn the desire and detest for
himself and his baggage, just let it melt and then mash it
weld and recraft it then dress it in some elegant fabric
make the future a strength instead of dwelling on bad shit
c'mon people, show love.