They carved my name on the bar front door
I was young
Afraid to seek more
Close my eyes on this violent night
I’m still here
Dead and alive
Time doesn’t slow
The blood in my hands
What you’ve got to show
And who are your friends
Your friends, your friends
Your friends, your friends
Your friends, your friends
Your friends, your friends
For black paint says nobody cares
That I once yearned
Yeah, I’m falling away
That I’m a slave human demon
And my demons are dead
Excuses to stay, and my demons, my friends
So find me, find me
Send an angel
Time doesn’t slow
The wall don’t have hands
What you’ve got to show
And who are your friends
Your friends, your friends
Your friends, your friends
Your friends, your friends
Your friends, your friends
