old friend

Everytime I try to write this fucking song

My heart collapses reminiscing when we all just got along

And I can picture on the days, we would sit aside and blaze

Now I'm sitting by myself with just a pencil and a page

Thinking about the times before they switched into the monsters

That I will see when they pass me, they're looking super ghastly

They just became a haunter in me, nothing that I could conjure

Could mend this broken mess that they have caused again so vastly

Hey old friend, I see you're drowning again

But that doesn't explain why you wanna pretend

That the moments we had are nothing that we should spend