Justin King

March 19th

Justin King


You were born of fire and you burned straight through 
Everyone around here looked up to you 
but you gave it all away for a game that you could only lose 
Only memories remain and this song is all that I can do 

That's all, that's all 
What else can you do? 

This ain't real, this ain't real 
Won't you wake up, wake up? 
This ain't real, this ain't real 
Won't you wake up, wake up? 

You lost more than I'll understand 
In you I lost my closest friend 
Through the needle came the darkness and the feeling washing over you 
I wish there could have been an angel watching over you 

That's all, that's all 
What else can you do? 

This ain't real, this ain't real 
Won't you wake up, wake up? 
This ain't real, this ain't real 
Won't you wake up, wake up?