Gangrene Amputation from Skinwalker by Skinwalker

When I go back
Down Trujillo road again
I can remember a time when we were all friends

Back to the days when we all used to play till the night.
Riding bikes, alcohol, and drunken fist-fights

Tortured adolescents through a weed smoke haze
Becoming the men standing here today

Over time mental fabric unwinds
Scars unseen, but not hard to find
Now you're a person that I do not know
Be better for all if we just fucking go

Screaming this now at the top of my lungs
Forgetting the past was never fun

So I go back down Trujillo road again
Tormented mind and troubled times
Everything will be just fine

Manipulation and lies let you believe you were in control
Alas it only chipped away at your soul

Never though I would have to say goodbye
Watch my friend die right before my eyes

Oh what I'd give to go back to those days
But we all know it will never be
the same

When I make the final drive
The memories and pain keep me alive
One last time

Back down Trujillo road again
Dead fucking friends
Dead fucking ends

Goodbye

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