i joined up with my friends
and made solemn vow
we'd never go astray
and live for here and now
his eye was all crooked
i laughed and made a jest
he stared as i walked in
to play some Tetris

he pulled out
the pistol
and said this was my day
i never would've thought
that i would die
before 10th grade

and there's no room for tears
beneath the shadow of my grave
you'll walk by and you'll leave
some flowers at the arcade

my homies they miss me
pour a 40 on the ground
smoke grass till ya hit it
and forget what i've found
all day long, lost in Pong
but i could've worked harder
did i deserve to die?
i'm not your perfect martyr

(chorus)