you figure it out.

Mar 20, 2005 19:43

in a room with two walls painted black
you'll find me passed out across the carpet, stacks

of old photos with perfect catch phrases
half blurred summers we all fell down when we were wasted

so im pulling on your sleeve
"im telling ya man its too far,"

we've been through too much
to bleed from this.

reach for your glass

kick one more back

fuck friendship
we're family, bro.
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