Hate, until the pressure sends them all out of their mind
Just being privlege to the story
Still you plead good will
Until the summer ends
And your on your back, trying to ease the swell
Youll hit the wall
Before you touch the floor
And they
Will watch it all like car crash cinema
We stacked our doubts untill the peices fit
I was friendly enough to make sense of it
I knew i couldnt say a single god damn word
To bring back my friend, good friend
We let the roots come out
In autumn rain
We all decay
Let the roots come out in autumn rain
You have my sympathy