Another world got broken,
When the last angry word was spoken
And now there is nothing to hold on.
Everything that used to be familiar is just gone.
The monster that once lived under our beds,
Left their homes and climbed into our heads,
To make us rabid, sad and hurt,
Encouraged us to behave like pieces of dirt.
I'm sorry, I'll do better or at least I'll try,
No more angy day shall pass us by,
We have to do something, why don't we dare?
Well, I guess we just forgot how to care.
Through every word our mouths have spoken,
Our friendship got a bit more broken.
And it´s weird that so, so fast,
What you consider to be your future becomes your past.