9 Hours (Jenny's Anger)

9 Hours!
Literally!
He had the bike for 9 hours!
Riding in the darkest hour,
Not even past the April showers,
Literally 9 hours!
Sober strong, but helmet gone,
The f**king meters speeding on!
A single turn and all goes wrong,
Literally 9 hours!
I blame the rule of town!
For not taking care of the ground around!
Cause now never again will he make a sound,
Literally 9 hours!
A pot in the road, can be like devils gold!
and devils gold makes the bones go cold,
cause now I'm here making his story told,
And he had that bike for 9 hours!
They tried, tried, said they tried!
Everything, anything to make him survive!
But I didn't have the chance to say goodbye,
Cause literally, he had that bike for 9 hours.