This morning my best friend came home
And told me everything has changed
He's not the same
And nothing is for sure you know
Except the day you go to hell
And the turning hands of time

Maybe I should
Ask the sky
To suck me up one day
I've been friends with the
Birds and planes
Mean no more
Groan of death
That I have down here

Miss the days that I could sleep forever
Meant that I did not know any better
Nothing is for sure you know
Except the day you go to hell
And the turning hands of time

Maybe I should
Ask the sky
To suck me up one day
I've been friends with the
Birds and planes
Mean no more
Groan of death
That I have down here