All My Real Friends — текст песни (High Holy Days)

ALL MY REAL FRIENDS



See, believe, forget me

My playful thoughts contrive

Nights concede to reckless

Versions of myself

All my real friends gather

Stay my wanting for a shield

I can`t see you real



All I hate and all I fear

I bring it back to you, do you feel it

The night is gone and all we get

A picture for a poem, and we lose her

Alledged talk and I can`t stop

I`m falling through the gates of resentment



Mine is sworn to think

In contrast of what we really are

Please, hiding thoughts

Life is lost

My turn at hope transpires

All my real friends gather

For their chances to receive

I can`t see you real



CHORUS



Bad news on the doorstep

I want to put it away

And I feel like I`m hopeless lost

In this hostile space

Real words escape me, I can`t name it



CHORUS