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)