Close, Personal, Friend.
by DIVEBOMB!· from Blow Em' Outta The Water, Dad!
Dead hearts hang above these streets
Broken truths beneath our feet
Corrupted lights shine down in our direction
With gasp for air and scuffling feet
These tall buildings echo our heartbeats
They fuel our thirst for more destruction
Here we are just kids that are on the move
Here we are just kids searching for the truth
Here we are just kids with nothing to lose
Here we are just kids sick of being used
We keep our mouths shut and bound up tight
Until we flood the streets at night
We spread our message like a disease
We all hold our friends dear and close
Knowing we'll never let them go
It keeps our minds and hearts at ease
Here we are just kids that our on the move
Here we are just kids searching for the truth
Here we are just kids with nothing to lose
Here we are just kids sick of being used
We'll be together
in this life forever
(We can never be apart)
We'll be together in this life forever
(We can never be apart)