neuroscience - Rivilin

I was in that hospital bed

A few messages left on my phone

I never got what you sent

I just saw that you had to go

Its not like that I never really cared

Man, shit changed, I had to repair

My fatigue and my broken bones

I’m missing you daily, everyone’s gone

I was that little bird on your shoulder

I was there just to watch you get older

Things didn’t work out for you friend

I guess ill see you in

The end of this, again, again

It’s just my friends, I’m losing them

The end of this, again, again

Cus you know I’m blessed with it