2007 Was A Bad Year
by dirty money· from Split with Trapped Under Ice
How can I forget, all those nights,
when we really felt at peace.
SPT, JBS, the taste of steel
was our only release.
We were fighting,
in a world where we didn't belong.
And I'll keep on fighting,
so that your name lives on.
I wish I never had to write this song.
To accept the fact that you've finally gone.
And every night im fighting to forget,
and fucking praying that you went without regret.
You always took the risks, I always hoped for.
And every now and then, when I hear those cell doors.
I remember that its this you lived for
I remember that its this you lived for
I just wish I knew, what it was you died for.
NOTHING.
How do I say goodbye,
why's it always the good ones, that have to die.