My Dying Friend

Turn back, I think we're growing old
By the bedside, I don't think I can go on
No flags in range, dark grey
Conversations seem to change

My dying friend (I tried my best)
Time mends the broken halves
But we still seem to fall apart

Intoxicated, I thought I'd overcome this
Substance amplifies the deficit

I've brought the worst out in me
The difference of what I should have been
These words are swords and they hurt you more
You've been through worse, I am so sorry

My dying friend (I tried my best)
Time mends the broken halves
But we still seem to fall apart
Time mends the broken halves
Will this feeling always last?

If not until the end
At least until my death

Dark grey, heartbeat does not change
Turn back I think we're growing cold

My dying friend (I tried my best)
Time mends the broken halves
But we still seem to fall apart

My dying friend, my dying love
Are we lost?



Credits
Writer(s): Ludwig Simmet, Oli Luxi, Shmagi Liklikadze, Vlad Andrei
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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