

Prompt / Lyrics
We started out on the same farm Then Weavered into friends Put your head on my shoulder Supported, smile, laugh in the end. Driving us home in my cutlass Used the dead space in my break The back way home & a sharp curve Pump pump, no breaks, kidding fake! Hahahahha Went to the same high school I hung out with all you guys We were The parking Lot click Not related, but family - most realized Joe Forshee I love you, Bro Your name will forever be known You helped me when most wouldn't In our teens and again when grown May God give you everything That You ever ask for Long as its morally correct Then may he give you some more I miss our laughs together I appreciate you, too I wished we lived closer together So I could hang out with you. Until then, my friend Know I'll always have your back Thank you for having mine And keeping me from lack Joe Forshee I love you, Bro Your name will forever be known You helped me when most wouldn't In our teens and again when grown This is my dedication song to you IAM forever fucking gratefullllllllllllll Thank you JOE For not letting me Faaaallllllllllll Ashay.
Tags
female, metal
2:32
No
1/24/2026