When They Are Gone (For Tim) Jamie T

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I'm alright
I'll deal with the sticks and stones, yeah
City's quiet tonight
It better be or else I'll show it
A fucking good fight
I feel like the city deserves shit
For taking a life
A talent that I tried to nurture
It's a sick, sick place with no antibiotic
We tried to calm it down but it carries on chaotic
It's a big brick now through the window of his office
Taken from the wall that the kids backs on it

[Chorus]
When they are gone
You know their memory lives on
I feel for your situation at a barbecue raising money for their funerals
When they are gone
Know that their memories live on
I feel for your situation at a barbecue raising money for their funerals

[Verse 2]
I said I'm alright
Sitting with my sticks and stones, yeah
Slightly uptight
'Cause every escape tunnel found before we dug it
It's a sick, shit day with no money in the pocket
You try to turn it back but there's no way you can stop it
It's a sick trick played by a city with no comment
I try to lead the way but the city always stops it