CAUTION
true story, about this kid i knew, Darren, we weren't that good of friends, just talked now and then, but when i heard this, i had to reminincse


Burning the decks down at the club where he was
Flippin those discs like pancakes to a round of applause
Girls waving and cheering, that attention he loved
Little did he know he was about to hit pause...
Life flickered like the strobe lights before his weary eyes
Another glass in his system, the aid of Darrens demise
Ain't it funny how time flies? when you don't watch the drink?
Before he knew it he was throwing up in the sink
Said he was fine, he didn't need to chill out,
Because Darren was a big boy, thats what his life was about
He had a reputation for being the king of the street
A little Vodka couldn't hurt him, or knock him off his feet
Well..the time dragged on furthur, Darren drank more and more
He couldn't quite seem to walk straight anymore
His head was spinning like a break dance
He knew he only had one chance
To blow his whole image as he stumbled around in a trance
So he slurred his goodbyes while he tumbled outside
Another bottle in one hand, he tried to keep up his stride
Knocking them back, couldn't think out the way home
So he lay on a park bench, at night all alone
The snow started to fall, and Darren began to snore
His eyes falling together, it wasn't that long before..
Fast asleep he lay, while the rain fell around him
Temperatures dropping like the alcohol inside him
His body turned blue and he just hadn't a clue
How to escape from this nightmare, there was nothing he could do
He tried to stand up, but his limp legs, they gave way
Darren fell to the pavement, death stole him away
He lost his whole image, and he lost his earthly time
There was much more to Darren, than conveyed in this rhyme
They all didn't know, that he wrote poetry and verse
That he helped out his Grandma, that he put his Mom first
That he looked after his sister, while his Dad was in jail
They just knew him as a junkie..now sadly..he's failed