Friends

What they will say is the way to hell when I close in on death I saw my soul must be saved, I wouldn't turn around, I'd hate it I never get things done, no space to contain this amount of light I never get things done, no space to contain this amount of light Said that you wanted it to feel sane But that's all I can do The lights aren't changing and you feel insane I've got nothing left for you We all hate getting left behind But sometimes it's for the best Call me back tonight I can tell you're feeling pressed Said that you wanted it to feel sane But that's all I can do The lights aren't changing and you feel insane I've got nothing left for you