Funeral for a Friend
Travelled
I'm fucking sick, so sick and tired
Of coming back to these broken places
It leaves a hole in me that can never be filled again
It leaves a hole in me that can never be filled

Walking these streets alone I'm tired and I'm jaded some
No this will never be the same old

I'm staying true to the plans in my head
I'm staying true to the plan

Walking these streets alone I'm tired and I'm jaded some
No this will never be the same old
And all the places and all the people
Do you regret it would you even know?

Waking up each day trying to face a cruel world
Violence the power of one over another
This is not how we are meant to live
And this is not how we are meant to live well

I refuse to be apart of this disease
And I refuse to play that part