Little friend of mine how you'd make me laugh
    Hysterically I lived for that
    We had a lot of fun
    Sick and unconventionally straying from the norm

    And everybody knows how you'd question life
    Philosophize and lose sleep at night
    I know how that can drain
    I've been there before and now it looks like I'll be visiting again

    Look at what you've done
    But you don't have to say you're sorry
    Because I forgive the ones I love
    I'll just look forward to tomorrow
    But look at how I cry
    I'm sick of all these tears
    I know this wasn't planned at all
    Still I wish that you were here

    Little friend of mine how you'd drive me nuts
    Abuse your mind and push your luck
    But how I adored your brain
    We had something between us we were both slightly insane

    And little baby brother I know you know
    I'll never let your memory go
    Still I feel like I should say
    Christmas might be difficult but I think that everyone will be okay

    Just look at what you've done
    But I don't want you to worry
    Because everybody fucks up now and then
    It's a part of being at an early age
    Look at how we cry
    So much we want to scream
    I know you were a fan and all
    But this is too much like James Dean

    I know you were a fan of him
    But this is too much like James Dean
    This is too much like James Dean
    This is too much like James Dean

     
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