You say you need a friend, but I came at a dead end
It’s unwinding now, where I won’t walk again.
I won’t walk again.
This I still mention, our friends fall into the sea,
This I still mention, get used to your eyes only.
This I still mention, blow out to spray your softer feet.
As your auction says.
Off this fight on to a dream, fiction for reality,
Let’s shout it out in pictures,
You’re losing grip on everything, everything.
This I still mention, our friends fall into the sea,
This I still mention, traitors to your eyes.
I’ll lay.
Still see your quire connection between the past and present.
Still see a quire connection
Between the person you wanted the best tonight to your scare.
Still see a quire connection between your past and present,
Still see a quire connection
Between the person you wanted the best tonight to your scare.
As your own ship sinks.