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It started back in high schoolSo cool, king of the scene
You found that making people laugh
Was more than just a dream
The public took right to you
Like flies to a pile of shit
So funny and smart, so talented
But success just couldnâ??t fit
Wasting your life no future bright
Dancing on your grave
Living like a slave, someone shouldâ??ve said...
N.f.l., efilnikufesin n.f.l.
N.f.l., efilnikufesin n.f.l.
Wake up dead in a plywood bed
Six feet from the rest of your life
And when you couldnâ??t see your own dependency
N.f.l., nice fuckinâ?? life
The whole world is your playground
Yet you canâ??t find your niche
Your only friends, it helps you through
Helps you dig your daily ditch
The bottom line canâ??t touch you
Cause youâ??re above the rest
But your little friendâ??s the enemy
And the bottom line is death
You lived a life of excess
Goddamn shame itâ??s such a waste
Just one too many cookies
From the batch no one should taste
Yet his memory stills stays with us
Cause watching him was fun
Too bad things werenâ??t different
Who knows what heâ??d have done