weakness is a friend

here comes emptyness crashing in

and here i am my only friend

whos hands are dirtied in the end?

id rather take you down myself

then to watch you come crashing down by the works of some one else

we all resort to mice and men

but id never be able to hurt without meaning my friend.

only whipping you cause ill be gentle

and cry with remorse after it.

cause we all go back to our roots in the end.