Is it true? Oh hm is it true?
Desolate and alone with no place to call your home
Sweet bloodshot eyes we don't know you anymore

She used to be so hungry, rarely satisfied
Girl tell me that you still have, a commitment to hide

The way they hold and control you
It boils in me, how they ate you up
you can't barely keep yourself up
"Above we all become what we once hated" she said
But not you, please honey, not you
hmm such a shame... losing a friend