Friday, May 05, 2006

Rest in peace my man

I guess the following explains my long bsence...

I know it's past visiting hours
But can I please give him these flowers
The doctor doesn’t want take procedures
He claimed his heart can't take the anaesthesia
It'll send his body into a seizure
Hey chick, tell him everything is going to be fine?
But I’d be lying, the family is crying
They want him to live, and the family is trying
I'm arguing like what kind of doctor can we fly in

My mother is trying to pull it together, she’s strong,
That’s where I get my confidence from