Ducks and drakes, on your own, 

Like the first ones you had done. 

My mistake, should have known, 

It's a shame you passed on frowning. 

When bells ring out for those who die, 

I try to say one last goodbye. 

The bullet's digging deeper in my side. 

Ducks and drakes, burn out slow. 

In my dreams you always grin. 

For your sake, a redstone. 

You had it tough from the beginning.