Twenty-Three - MC Lars

Track 8 "Twenty-Three" by MC Lars off his new CD "This Gigantic Robot Kills" LYRICS: I don't sleep, because sleep is the cousin of death Down the hall, there's a kid that I know He's kind of quirky so I say hello He's so sarcastic but he's always right Working on those problem sets late into the night Mad magazines sit piled by his bed A million brilliant thoughts going all through his head We bike to class in the autumn rain He tells me that he's fine but I know he's in pain Pat I miss you dude it's so hard to say goodbye In Europe last winter you were tired of the lie Monoxide in the bathroom but the door was locked We were always there for you, you could have called and talked I felt guilty and alone and so sick when I discovered You did it in Berlin, you'd just talked to your mother I guess it was too much, depression disillusion Maybe suicide's an answer, but it wasn't the solution And I wish that you hadn't done it Could have won it and moved on from it And we could have grown old together But instead you'll always be 23.... 23. We sat together one night on El Camino On the bench by the bus stop hiding from El Nino You told me your secret I just sat there in shock You couldn't tell your parents, you couldn't break that lock Cognitive dissonance, trapped in your shell Depression and regression made your life a living hell The pain was too intense, the fence too strong to break So you went to Germany, it was too much to take You came back broken hearted distracted by ...