Edgar Cards - Dead on a Friday (feat. ArtTheBoy) Lyrics

Used to be somebody another round for the clip
Used to feel so sorry
Sand in the boot my brother's waiting on me
Now my brother's bleeding on me
That's the sight that'll make a head split
Eyes popped looking like you plastic
Giggle a little when you the saddest
Now giggle a little you just a sadist
Kept myself humming to the cadence
The one way back we were the baddest
Now we just names on a plaque, on a wall
Never lied to mom knew at least come home in a box
And it don't stop
Know she'll cry for the next few months
Baby boy to the tally in the chart
Now how much more do you think they are
Dead on a Friday, Buried on a Monday
Hoping there'll be peace on a someday
Hoping there'll be peace on a
Dead on a Friday, Buried on a Monday
Hoping there'll be peace on a someday
Hoping there'll be peace on a
Used to actually hope that
That I didn't spend my life on a pipe dream
Now we just names on a plaque, on a wall
Flags in the ground, young boys making no sound
They depleted your town, they depleted your town
Flags in the ground, young boys making no sound
Young boys making no sound, young boys making no sound
Young boys making no sound, young boys making no sound
Dead on a Friday, Buried on a Monday
Hoping there'll be peace on a someday
Hoping there'll be peace on a
Dead on a Friday, Buried on a Monday
Hoping there'll be peace on a someday
Hoping there'll be peace on a
Used to actually hope that
That I didn't spend my life on a pipe dream