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lost In The Fog
Lost in the fog
He use to be my dawg
One bullet to the skull
He went the way of a thug
Silence's precious
Peace's priceless
Any way you slice it
Violence's senseless
A simple word would have done it all
''I'm sorry'' has a way of healing wounds
But anger's always rash
And pride comes before the fall
Lost in the fog
Adieu my dawg
We shall one day meet again
But for now I'm trapped in the house of pain
He use to be my dawg
One bullet to the skull
He went the way of a thug
Silence's precious
Peace's priceless
Any way you slice it
Violence's senseless
A simple word would have done it all
''I'm sorry'' has a way of healing wounds
But anger's always rash
And pride comes before the fall
Lost in the fog
Adieu my dawg
We shall one day meet again
But for now I'm trapped in the house of pain
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