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letra de dear garrett - bloody ruckus

[verse 1: bl–dy ruckus]
my boy geno, remember we rocked a lot of shows
tearing up the microphone in wicked wisco
when i had [?] close
taught me how to live my life right just in case you didn’t know
him and creature helped me move into my new house
writing lyrics every day but i’m left with this sh-t out
dropped your solo album then let’s do a subaru
modern day, it’s a family, it’s gonna be cool
we the cult leaders, meeting d, geno
young ghost and motherf-cking dope fiend
i had a dream that if we worked harder together
we would turn the game around and make our f-cking lives better
but by the end of the day, we tired from the stress
mental issues and depression bottled in my chest
drinking and smoking, going along for the ride
brother geno said whatever he had on his mind
which was the obsession of music business
trust me, i know what i’m saying ’cause we f-cking lived it
he taught me everything i know, he taught me how to throw a show
flyers helped me everywhere i go for when i promo
but on the real, he had a lot of problems in life
music was the only thing that kept his hopes and dreams alive
he was hurting like a bullet coming from a gun
daily misery and suffering straight from
addiction of heroin and pills
i tried to get him off of it and make him f-cking chill
a guiding hand i had a cup of dirt
murphy was there for the conversation and to hear my concern
about the mans health, i really cared
someone called my brother davy and so i know he’s aware
i wish my auntie didn’t hit him up to do that sh-t
now i’m stuck with all this guilt that’s f-cking with my conscience
scum’s tour came down into the bas-m-nt
dark half murdered the set, i even taped it
the same night i drove geno to the airport
to do that album with liquid assassin and make that horrorcore
wouldn’t change the fact that he needed help
lying saying that he’s clean just to hide his own h-ll
you’re still my brother, confliction causing hindsight
like when you were mad at me because i tried to save your life
[chorus: bl–dy ruckus]
dear garrett, where are you?
dear garrett, i really need you
dear garrett, where are you?
dear garrett, i really need you
you saved a lot of people
they look up to you so strongly
feel your voice from a distance (distance)
you saved a lot of people
they look up to you so strongly
feel your voice from a distance (distance)

[verse 2: bl–dy ruckus]
sunday, the third day of gorefest
performing at 3:30, i’m tired and i feel stressed
i had the song fred vogul up on my setlist
feating dark half, i’m ready just to merk sh-t
parked across the rocks and with a pounding chest
what the f-ck is next? i got a phonecall from x
explaining to me that he’s at the hospital
bad news was my brother geno had an overdose
my reaction was my emotions detached
i cut my set short because i couldn’t even stand around
so i tried to bust an acapella out
i couldn’t even finish or get my words out my mouth
leaving the stage ready to snap with rage
jack showed up at the venue and said we’re having face-to-face
my adrenaline rush hit me like a brick
to find out that my brother garrett didn’t have much time to live
i broke down filling up with shame
i feel it’s all my fault because i let him go away
i couldn’t even speak a word throughout that whole day
he passed away a couple days after sunday
my homie creature left the world that very same night
committing suicide by getting hit by a semi
it drives me nuts because i know i could’ve saved him too
this is real sh-t and everything i said was true
and if a motherf-cker wants to disrespect my fam
i’ll beat you till you’re bl–dy, bring that heater, bring it back
y’all [?] f-cking jealous hypocrites
and if i see you, you better have a gun with
i swear on everything i love i’ll keep the cult alive
and i’ll do it till the day that i f-cking die
damien, i hope you listening to this bruh
i got your back forever in the home of wisco
look confused, i feel like a boss
so my brother wicked luke pass away before the funeral
nevermind, instead he’s losing all control
talking to myself with this guilt that i hold
it f-cks with me because my friends are gone and i’m alone
it makes me wanna dig myself a very deep hole
and where they are? i wish i had a chance to know
i’m afraid because there ain’t no telling when i’ll go (when i’ll go)

- bloody ruckus

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