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what friends are for
I'm falling, I can't breath
saying I'm sorry again
And I am
Sorry for myself
Is the world mine for the taking?
to rip apart and cry at the mess
I've caused
you say it's stupid being sorry
what are friends for?
Then I'm pretending to fall
Just for the attention
maybe i am like a child
dependable and lost
I work myself in a state of thinking
that I start to believe the lies of caused
Then I spit out my distortions
To cover up thick regret
6 years ago, I'd never believe
Thats what friends are for
I seemingly take this for granted
All those times, that are fabricated everyday
You've laughed in dark
Laughed at light
It touches sacred forrids
I seem to recognise similarities that are buried beneath differences
There's a million pictures that are spread
beneath my head
Splayed in my dark hair
One day, a million tales
I'll carry these photos as long as it takes
I'll try not to drop them
If I do I'll pick them up
I I loose just one
I'll make up for it
i'll add another one
what are friends for?
