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Owen Dead For Days

This is where the cop said his head hit
He'd been dead for days
Eighteen hours away
I didn't see him
But Tim did
That part hadn't changed
Since we were kids

Now I've got friends that don't know me
A wife that's disowned me
You in concept only to miss

And I've been sober
For over
Two weeks

The only thing I learned from that man
Is I'd rather be estranged than next of kin

This is where my rock-bottom is
It's a short fall from grace
Such a tiny stage

I can't believe the lies that my mouth spit
I can't believe she stayed
As long as she did

I'm so over
Being sober

The needs are in me not the drink [?]

I'm riding a fine line
An accidental overdose or suicide
Tell my mom she was right all along
And tell my kids this is where my head hit

This is what a mind in flux looks like
I ain't got a bed
To rest my head

This is how I hide
From a guilt that won't subside
I ain't got a good reason
For leaving


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