What's left inside him?
Don't he remember us?
Can't he believe me?
We seemed like bothers
Talked for hours last month
About what we wanna be
I sit now with his hand in mineBut i know he can't feel
No one knows
What's done is done
It's as if he were dead
I'm close with his mother
And she cries endlessly
Lord how we miss him
At least what's remembered
It's so important to make best friends in life
But it's hard when my friend
Sits with blank expressionsNo one knows
What's done is done
It's as if he were deadHe as hollow as i alone now
A shell of my friend
Just flesh and bone
There's no soul
He sees no love
I shake my fists at skies above
Mad at god
Mad
He as hollow as i converse
I wish he'd waken from this curse
Hear my words before it's through
I want to come in after you
My best friend
My best friend.
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