Funeral for a Friend
High Castles
I speak in metaphor
It's the only thing that makes sense to me a
Description of a time
That I'll never feel again
And hopeless romantics they won't save me
From pissing on the friendships that have made me

[Chorus]
In memory the brightest lights are fading
I'm on my knees
I'm waiting for the changes
In memory the brightest lights are fading
I'm on my knees
I'm waiting, I'm waiting

Words are weapons, in this modern warfare
On a piece of paper or on a billboard
It breaks the back it rapes the truth
For another fucking lie
These words are weapons in these crucial times

[Chorus]
In memory the brightest lights are fading
I'm on my knees
I'm waiting for the changes
In memory the brightest lights are fading
I'm on my knees
I'm waiting, I'm waiting
I'm just trying to figure out
If this will kill me or make me stronger
I'm just trying to figure out
If this will kill, if this will kill me
Or make me stronger every day

Our words are weapons they are our shields
Our words are weapons, fist by fucking fist
Our words are weapons they are our shields
Our words are weapons, fist by fist

Our words are weapons they are our shields
Our words are weapons, fist by fist