Death becomes clearer through bloodshot eyes as a death from old age becomes nearer.
Remember the old arcade
Blew every moment together that we ever made
The worlds hated us hangin' out
They say somebody went and burned it down, We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday we'd find out how it feels To sing to more than just the steering heaven...
Now I stay alone, Just to say you in the heaven, I miss you and rest in peace.
In Loving memory
Always your
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