Best Friends and Hospital Beds

Cold hard lines, across my face

Into a mirror I don't recognize myself anymore.

The deepest blacks, the empty greys

There is no going back, there is no in-between.

How many friends can I loose before it all makes sense?

How many friends can I loose?

Who knows what to say?

When I'm speaking out to a quiet crowd

And at the back of the hall the eyes are silent

(2x)

Words mean nothing but empty providence,

All for a God that doesn't seem to care

Who lives and who dies, these are no choices.

Each like a body broken struck from the face of a man.

How many friends can I loose before it all makes sense?

How many friends can I loose?

Who knows what to say?

When I'm speaking out to a quiet crowd

And at the back of the hall the eyes are silent

(2x)

How many friends can I loose before it all makes sense?

How many friends can I loose before it all makes sense?

How many friends can I loose before it all makes sense?

How many friends can I loose?

Who knows what to say?

When I'm speaking out to a quiet crowd

And at the back of the hall the eyes are silent

(2x)

How many friends can I loose before it all makes sense?

How many friends can I loose before it all makes sense?