Friends

the rivalry i love her echo missing me bounding around the walls of what we once called ours ive packed your tings just like you wrote on a sunday made for me in the kitchen of my new infinity a phone call cuts my wrist wish i could bleed forever feels like a friend blue someday soon tastes like im there seventh of june oh arch of tide leave me stranded for a while come pick me up when yesterday and i are one angel me angel yo usits so quiet on cloud holding hands foever's just a state of time love's not a phonecall cuts my wrist wish i could bleed forever feels like friend blue someday soon tastes like im there seventh of june