Tekster: Street Dogs. Patrick.
Watching neighborhood landscape
You loomed larger than most
Scholastic and academic achievements
All which, you did boast
World was in the palm of your hand
When you went back door on school and friends
Drink, drugs, fighting, fast lane life
Grew big chips on those imposing shoulders
Take it back, Patrick
Where is the kid that I once knew?
Such a young sick kid
Where is this lifestyle taking you?
Look at what booze did
The insanity breaking you
Take it back, Patrick
Put in choice dry out spots
But you always broke out
Claimed they didn't know your reality
Loaded with self doubt
Jump back on the pain train now
The ride will be different this damn time
Denial express closes to a stop
Your death, the end of the ride
Take it back, Patrick
Where is the kid that I once knew?
Such a young sick kid
Where is this lifestyle taking you?
Look at what booze did
The insanity breaking you
Take it back, Patrick
Have one more peg
You can claim ignorance
Once the reaper comes
'Cause you got told about the cure
By your shrink doctor
Pull back on the bright
Straighten up your life
To you, we do implore
A second shot at this tonight
Saw you lying there
Beaten at town field
With unshakable angry frown
And requisite bottle
That won't happen to you
You were once the ace
A field's corner kid that the booze
Just knocked right out of place
Take it back, Patrick
Lazarus runs out of time
Such a young sick kid
Without reason or a rhyme
Look at what booze did
Family left beyond the wake
Take it back, Patrick
Take it back, Patrick
Change is all you saw
But I told you saw the end
You loomed larger than most
Scholastic and academic achievements
All which, you did boast
World was in the palm of your hand
When you went back door on school and friends
Drink, drugs, fighting, fast lane life
Grew big chips on those imposing shoulders
Take it back, Patrick
Where is the kid that I once knew?
Such a young sick kid
Where is this lifestyle taking you?
Look at what booze did
The insanity breaking you
Take it back, Patrick
Put in choice dry out spots
But you always broke out
Claimed they didn't know your reality
Loaded with self doubt
Jump back on the pain train now
The ride will be different this damn time
Denial express closes to a stop
Your death, the end of the ride
Take it back, Patrick
Where is the kid that I once knew?
Such a young sick kid
Where is this lifestyle taking you?
Look at what booze did
The insanity breaking you
Take it back, Patrick
Have one more peg
You can claim ignorance
Once the reaper comes
'Cause you got told about the cure
By your shrink doctor
Pull back on the bright
Straighten up your life
To you, we do implore
A second shot at this tonight
Saw you lying there
Beaten at town field
With unshakable angry frown
And requisite bottle
That won't happen to you
You were once the ace
A field's corner kid that the booze
Just knocked right out of place
Take it back, Patrick
Lazarus runs out of time
Such a young sick kid
Without reason or a rhyme
Look at what booze did
Family left beyond the wake
Take it back, Patrick
Take it back, Patrick
Change is all you saw
But I told you saw the end
Street Dogs
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