[Verse]
When life gave him lemons
He tried to make the best of it
Walking through September
Looking for his exit
Laid him to rest back
Halfway through December
Found along a dirt path
His body bruised and broken
40 missed calls
His phone was set to silent
Doctors ran some tests
And found no signs of foul play
Pill bottles in his bag
But not a single one gone
His life was just a mystery
His death a teenage suicide