Texty: We The Kings. Friendship Is A Touchy Subject. Part Of Me.

I know it's deep i'm letting go of your arm just let me know, if i fall will i be broken by the rocks beneath the lies. It's violence now it's all we take our hands our tied our eyes awake will we wonder what tomorrow brings or follow the disguise. So take what is yours and leave me what is mine to have in memory of you because i'm losing my friend. Memories that they never tell you can't justify the means within, to make decisions for my own and for you. You're all i have without you i drown. You told me that you wanted something more, i can't believe you when you say you don't care and when you're all alone and you want something more i can't believe what you say when i'm with you