Awaken early, day of a dead, he has risen indeed, but I'm going down instead. Eager hands led a body high; a heavy heart drug us down to earth. Invite me inside, too drunk to drive. Long brown hair and glassy eyes. I just hope I didn't make it worse. There's more poison in your chest than the smoke you breathe out. Funny how our closest moments will be the ones we'll never talk about. Cheers to friends.