All My Friends

All my friends alone on a hill

They're just looking down with violence

Minds out on loan

They're just not equipped

Innocent stares

Hope for the best

We're not making sense

In silence

Wait for the day

When they're better than



In this silence

I'm not buying

You're not making

You're not



I guess we better hold on again

This time

We won't understand again

I'm not waiting for some sense

This time

We won't understand again

I'm not waiting for..



Still they sit alone on a hill

Their mechanical thoughts

Have left them out on their own

They're not buying this