What's left inside him ? Don't he remember us ?
Can't he believe me ? We seemed like brothers.
Talked for hours last month,about what we
wanna be.I sit now with his hand in mine,
but 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 end-
lessly.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 expressions
No one knows,what's done is done,it's
as if he were dead.
He as hollow as I alone,now.
He as hollow as I alone,a shell of my friend
just flesh and bone,there's no soul,he sees
no love.I shake my fists at skys above.
Mad at God.
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
He as hollow as I alone.
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