Friends Rust Lyrics

Would you turn into blood
To float in my vains
To fill my heart
To cover my lips
And to drip into the drain
Still confidence remains the same

We're sinking like stones
And wait at the bottom line
We're falling like leaves
Under a steel sky
We taste like cold air
There's something we should share

Tasting milk on my tongue
Melting slowly
I know that I belong Among the unholy
Some pictures to paste
At least there's no accounting for taste

Chorus ...

We're stuck in our wheelchair
We try to make our way downstairs

We're sinking like stones
And wait at the bottom line
We're falling like leaves
Under a steel sky
We taste like cold air
There's something we should share

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