My soul is weak
my eyes are blind
the fire that drove me on
is nothing more than dust and ash
the day my friend was gone
Now we got his name on a rock again
this time it's the last
party is over fire
so put your hand in my hand
and maybe we'll forget
that life had even started
before the day we met
my rotten bones full of holes
skin just holds 'em in
might look like I'm damaged
but the damage is deep within
so put your hand in my hand
and maybe we'll forget
that life had even started
before the day we met
