Sometimes whispering is too loud And you find yourself down And out amongst the crowd A flowing frame cherry kiss lips Freshly spilt blood on your cheek And you feel like you're ok It's hard to give up all you came for Nothing is a red sore except all you see
My favourite friend is here
Silent wind blows through your friends hair Surrounded by an off key bullet proof fence It's hard to give up all you came for Nothing is a red sore except for all you see
My favourite friend is here