What the hell is your name And can you explain this mess It seems youre playing a game Where you only know how to take out the best Cause if assholes could fly This place would be busier than OHare Theres proof in the sky Its as thick as our skulls yet its thinner than air I have something to say If the chip off your shoulder should fall to your chest Get it off right away Cause if you dont then it wont be in peace that you rest Its just a matter of time That we all go away to a better place Im told It all sounds well and fine But without you around I feel nothing but cold And I now have nothing But your heartbeat in my head And a photograph of my traveling friend So what the hell is your name And can you explain this mess It seems youre playing a game Where you only know how to take out the best Cause if assholes could fly This place would be busier than OHare Theres proof in the sky Its as thick as our skulls yet its thinner than air And I now have nothing But your heartbeat in my head And a photograph of my traveling friend And I became nothing when I found out you were dead When I found out Id never see you again And all the time they took talking in circles To get them off the hook would take miracle workers Were nowhere near prepared theres no way of knowing Why dont they just admit theyre scared Cause its already showing And I now have nothing But your heartbeat in my head And a photograph of my traveling friend And I now have nothing But your heartbeat in my head And a photograph of my traveling friend And I became nothing when I found out you were dead When I found out Id never see you again
Posted on: Mon, 03 Nov 2014 02:05:35 +0000