They're Dead

Where are all my friends now Acquaintances have come and gone Past along the road of life Familiar scenes and photographs Stand tall Forget Stand tall They're dead Life has had it's up and down In past they'd be around There to lend a helping hand Friends are often in demand Enemies and friends just coexist Jealousy puts me on their hate list Magazins spells truth in my own words Recreate the hell they all deserve Reassured that they've all gone Once I thought they'd be along They live behind a platic mask Such a self assuring task Censored values, empty visions No preditions, no decisions Mother loser living at home Never left the nest to unknown Bewildered in the face of danger Obesely structured fallen angel Mommy dearest is his savior Laughing at the newest stranger Enemies and friens just coexist Jealousy puts me on their hate list Magazins spells truth in my own words Recreate the hell they all deserve --- They're Dead - Abomination