Novella

Wasting time, it's over and ended Wasting time, we deserve Hold that line, they ask us in safety Hold that line, when we talk I can see the headlights and pavements My legs can't carry me that far If this distance isn't enough they'll cry Another river to see you drown Faceless lies, it's easy to speak when Every word is your own Selfish eyes look onward in protest as we Tear down their disguise Your days were golden while We bled --- Novella - Funeral for a Friend