Texty: Strung Out. Blackhawks Over Los Angeles. Letter Home.

Well I feel stupid writing this
Cause it's almost like I'm getting ready for something I'm not ready for
And I guess I just wanna let you know
Wish I could be face to face with you and tell you how I feel

I wasn't gonna write this, you see my body and I had a deal
I just hope and pray that neither one of us has to deliver and
[...]when it comes down to it

I will always be with you
I will always be watching
I miss you all
Tell my girl that I love her
I'll be dreaming of her

And I don't wanna fight anymore
And I'm still not sure what I'm doing here
I'm praying and praying, are you praying, too?
Cause I do not understand
And if you get this letter, I'm sorry I didn't make it back

I will always be with you
Always watching
And I know that I'll never die alone
No matter where I am

Hold on please, don't forget me when I'm gone
Cause I forgot why I ever left at all
These times take the best of me
and leave nothing for the rest of me
And I judge myself in every way
And I can no longer look at myself in the same way

And I don't wanna be a coward
But does any of this mean a thing?
The sacrifice, whose sacrifice?

I will always be with you
I will always be watching
And I know that I'll never die alone
No matter where I am

Hold on please don't forget me when I'm gone
Cause I forgot why I ever left at all
Why I ever left at all...
Oh, why I ever left at all...
I just had to let you know...