Sad Story (Out of Luck)

Sad story, might find it boring

Lost his Mum to a drug named heroin

Father's gone, so Grandma's left with everything

Two grandkids and a daughter's coffin
I never really knew him when he was growing up

But I assumed that it was a little f*cked

No parents for him to look up too

Just a brother whom I knew was a dodgy fuck
Shit, I used to think he was a d*ck

Tried too hard to fit

And never grew out of it
Now he don't talk too much, talk too much

He's probably given up, given up

I think he's had enough, had enough

Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck

Now he don't talk too much, talk too much

He's probably given up, given up

I think he's had enough, had enough

Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
Never left his home town

That's what probably did it

Never saw the other worlds

That he didn't want to go and get it
Occupied by fitting in where minds

A small west, small things

Make the small things feel so tall
Will he ever change?

Well apparently

He reapplied for college and was waiting for his grades

It wouldn't help his case

Oh, I couldn't ever say