Good Die Young

Last night
I couldn't sleep
I couldn't speak
I was far too weak
I couldn't talk
I couldn't stand up
Because I couldn't handle your loss
It was never expected
You epitomized life
You were vibrant
But time went
And took you out of the hands of the people who loved you most
[?]
For good, for worse
It hurts not to see you again, physically hurts
Just hurts
[?]
[?]
[?]
I know that the good die young
It's a cliche, but there's nothing better to say

I can't believe
I never even got a chance to tell you how much I progressed since you lеft
We finished Toca
And now we'rе 'bout to blow up
I'm sorry you couldn't even show up
In the front row
At a show
I can only imagine how your face would glow
It's not fair, it's not deserved
But nothing's [?] other than music and words
'Cause anyone can hear it or read them
In any way they want, they can believe them or not
And that's the beauty of community
Where individuals [?]
I know you knew that
And that's what you taught
You had so much left to teach
But it won't stop
[?] lives on
Through me and my music and anyone who hears this song

I know "only the good die young" is a cliche
But I can't think of anything else to say
I know "only the good die young" is a cliche
But I can't think of better way to say it
I know "only the good die young" is a cliche
But I can't think of anything else to say
I know "only the good die young" is a cliche
But I can't think of any better way to put it and I'd be lying if I said I could have