We jet to the bar

Shoot back vodka and lime

Then get to the car

Now every things blurry

And he's trying to drive

I'm freakin' at every single

Slip and slide

We're almost home

And I'm thank'n God

For keepin us safe

And from getting lost

Then with a flash of light

Apearing from within the night

He was blinded and

He tried to fight

It was from then on, blurred

But I could still make out

A skid, a swerve

A flash, a shout

Now I'm lying there

Blanketed in glass, I'm blind

But sight comes back

And I come to find

James dead beside me

And two hurt friends behind

Now every things fucked

And I search the rewind

But James is still gone

And I'm left behind

I rationalised

Say: It's not my fault

But I could have stopped him

And prevented it all

I'd be chillin wit James

We'd be crusin the mall

But I faced his death

Seen him rise and fall

Tazz