| Toby was a friend of mine
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| I met him back in school
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| We had a bottle of liquor and a skate board ramp
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| There was nothing else for us to do
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| We got ourselves in and out of trouble every fuckin’day
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| We had C.S.I. |
| and outdoor suspensions for all the games that we would play
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| Sometimes I feel like it’s my fault
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| Not a day goes by that I don’t see his eyes
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| I’ll never understand the choice that Toby made
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| Why did he die? |
| Why did he die? |
| Why did he die?
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| Summer rolled around, I spent my nights getting drunk and staying out late Toby
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| lived on the other side of town
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| I didn’t see him all summer so I couldn’t wait
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| To see him when school let in I could believe what my friend said
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| Their words still echo in my head
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| Suicide
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| Toby’s dead |