When They Are Gone (For Tim)

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Yeah, I'm alright I'll deal with the sticks and stones, yeah City's quiet tonight It better be or else I'll show it A fucking good fight I feel like the city deserves shit For taking a life A talent that I tried to nurture It's a sick, sick place with no antibiotic We tried to calm it down but it carries on chaotic It's a big brick now through the window of his office Taken from the wall that the kids backs on it [Chorus] When they are gone You know their memory lives on I'm in a sitch with Gloria, at a barbecue raising money for their funerals When they are gone Know that their memories live on I sat by in your situation, at a barbecue raising money for their funerals [Verse 2] I said I'm alright Sitting with my sticks and stones, yeah Slightly uptight 'Cause every escape tunnel found before we dug it It's a sick, shit day with no money in the pocket You try to turn it back but there's no way you can stop it It's a sick trick played by a city with no comment I try to lead the way but the city always stops it [Chorus] When they are gone I know their memories live on I sat by in your situation, at a barbecue raising money for their funerals When they are gone Know that their memories live on Sad in a situation, at a barbecue raising money for their funerals [Instrumental Bridge] [Chorus] When they are gone I know their memories live on Sat by in your situation, at a barbecue raising money for their funerals When they are gone Know that their memories live on Sad in a situation, at a barbecue raising money for their funerals When they are gone I know their memories live on Sat by in your situation at a barbecue raising money for their funerals When they are gone Know that their memories live on Sad in a situation, at a barbecue raising money for their funerals
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Credits
- Writers
- Jamie T