Tom

[Verse 1] Nothing I could, nothing I could say I'm not putting any use, on a four year stay So much on my plate, we just lost our mate And there's nothing I could do or nothing I could say Sitting in my cell, thinking of my mates I know they're all broken, I know they're in states Crying all these tears, thinking all these things Two pace on the corner, when the photos on the wind [Verse 2] Thinking of my friends, thinking of my pals We just lost our mate and the pain is just like, wow Sitting on the sofa, five years down the line I just left the graveyard, not knowing how to smile Thinking 'bout the lads, thinking 'bout the boys We just lost our rider, their ma want's make noise So did them fans, oi-yoi-yoi, island boys Man we'd give anything to have back our boy [Chorus] The lads miss you, we all do Yeah, we do, yeah we do The lads miss you, we all do Yeah, we do, yeah, we do Our sad issue, we got issues That's life I guess That's life I guess I guess [Verse 3] Spending all our time chilling in the shed Back then, everybody was friends then, everybody was blessed Everybody was brethens then, every lad there was a legde Nowadays there's so much beef, might come over and ref We go jump on the train, shoot down the south end Canham Canivan always came so did Charlie Bender We go trample birds, then end up on a bender Always have a ride, that's a top weekender [Verse 4] Speaking of the weekend, we fly down to Essex Coming at, let's go out, was your favorite text message I would always oblige, we jump in the ride Binge drinking on the 813, tryna stay alive Spliff in my right hand, my face in the other Two times a year I send flowers to your mother Adidas shell toes and a Ralph Lauren jumper I do hope your soul's at rest, mate, I love ya [Chorus] The lads miss you, we all do Yeah, we do, yeah we do The lads miss you, we all do Yeah, we do, yeah, we do Our sad issue, we got issues That's life I guess That's life I guess I guess [Verse 5] So much great memories, now how can I be sad? Chilling in the trap, ten birds and about eight lads So many great lads there mate, every lad there was a chap Spliff in my hand, tryna figure how to get those days back, man Drink in my hand, tryna figure how to get those days back Every risk we take just tryna get back to the flat Every wish that I make, sadly never gave us you back Spliff in my hand, tryna figure how to get those days back [Outro] We do, we do Things don't seem to be the same since you've gone So I sing songs That's life I guess That's life I guess I guess