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life and death... people come and go... it's part of our destinyyou ever have someone you care about just leave your lifewhere ? whats coming and you can't breathe rightthe first time when i was 10 when i endured that painmy friends dad was shot infront of my face, i saw brains,she was nine, she was crushed, she was mine, i had a crush,then she moved out of state, her moms abandoned heri knew this kid in middle school, who refused to make friends,because his dad was military, they be moving againit's the passing of a grandparent, mom or dador a child, take advantage of the times we haveit's divorce, it's deathit's the lost regretsbut for every lost we find something more to connecttheres a plan, though we dont always know what it islike my friend who got married but why/wife he couldnt have kidsthen his mom passed away, we were stunned and tornnine months later, their son was bornChorusthis is our destinywhat is meant to be will beit's out of our hands, part of the planrespect time we have, enjoy the show becauseSongtextepeople come and goand when they go their this, where the older kidsit's the memories we make, its that ownershipit's the unknown fear, it's the fear we knowand howpeople come and gowere trapped in a race against time,againsts the some of us who runnin slower,you never know when the grim reaper might be comin overa boy watches older brother go become a soldier,die overseas, now he barely sees his mother soberhis father left her, he don't know if he should love or loathe herhe wishes paps would just show up with a dozen roseshim and cousin joseph jumpin on the fuckin sophas,screaming out the window with the city ?Laughin, not fully graspin', a grapplin' with truthsmoking grass, hanging on the corner, tackling they youthabsentee parents and valances everywherechaos and ? surround them, but their eyes never tearthey share private stock, bitches, henessay, fistfights and enemiesthey share the same pain, same blood, and same memoriesthey was everything that was clear but wasn't saidtill he shows up to the crib, and finds his cousin deadChorusthis is our destinywhat is meant to be will beit's out of our hands, part of the planrespect time we have, enjoy the show becausepeople come and goand when they go their this, where the older kidsit's the memories we make, its that ownershipit's the unknown fear, it's the fear we knowand howpeople come and go Aus Songtexte Mania