Grinding his fingers off
Grinding his fingers away
Turn that hat around so you can shove your face into your pillow
And cry out your worries
Cry into it
But tears don't count if they don't run red
So many years have been washed down the drain
And dreams don't count if they don't come true
This friendship has come to an end
I'm sick of you talking all your shit
This friendship has come to an end
Ideals just don't matter if they were never there
What were you thinking?
Where was your head at?
What will you do with all that ink?
What will you do with your name?
Friends and family will ask - Does he even have a name?

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    General Commenti can really relate to this song, especially the last sentence, plz comment taste of blood lyrics. they're so awesome.
    kidinthebackgroundon November 06, 2005   Link

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