For A Friend

It's hard to find perfection in a world I fucking hate
The ghost of your affection was grace by which I'd be saved
And I'm much better off without you
Someday I'll prove you wrong like you want me to

The thinnest threads of sheets I've pulled over my head
Don't keep the day away like they used to

I'm sure there's someone who would steal you from me
And I will let you slip by, like you were just a dream
It's a secret another voice will have to sing
'Cause all of a sudden, I'm not the things that I know I can be

Left for dead, bleeding out near the lion's den
I can't blame you for not believing me

I heard how low the British blues can sound
And haunting verses, they stick with me now

They intertwine in my head
Down through my body it spreads
A cure for a sickness I won't speak out loud
Let it cut you down, let it cut you down



Credits
Writer(s): Sid Broderius
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