Hang down your head
What a mess we've made.
Everyone used to have a purpose, a place, love. Now everyone's searching for their's. We find a single purpose, place, love. This isn't how life used to be, was supposed to be.
Liquid friendship.
I just can't get into it. I find my pockets of empathy, and it's great. The club scene is mostly amusing, but forever foreign.
Everyone used to have a purpose, a place, love. Now everyone's searching for their's. We find a single purpose, place, love. This isn't how life used to be, was supposed to be.
Liquid friendship.
I just can't get into it. I find my pockets of empathy, and it's great. The club scene is mostly amusing, but forever foreign.