I feel unhappy
I feel so sad
I lost the only son
That I ever had

He was my Tristen
I loved him so
But it's too late now
I've let him go

I'm going to KWAB
I'm going to KWAB

We shared the years
We shared each day
In love together
We found a way

But soon the world
Had its evil way
He quit cold turkey
Life went astray

I'm going to KWAB
I'm going to KWAB

It took so long
To realize
That I can still see
His glamming eyes

Now all my days
Are filled with tears
Wish I could go back
And spread my rear

I'm going to KWAB
I'm going to KWAB

>>18331992 (OP)
>1992
KWAB

>>18331992 (OP)
:(

>>18332462
SAY IT AIN'T SO

>>18331992 (OP)
>1992
Goodness gracious!

>>18331992 (OP)
poor Kev

>>18331992 (OP)
There's a nice amount of Nash threads up this morning, I like that

>>18331992 (OP)
considering how much kevin r nash hates 'crackers' and 'white boys' it's a good thing that tristen died.
failed champion
failed booker
failed father

kwab

>>18331992 (OP)
T = D
N = R & G
fraid so fraid so