Friend by 12 Rods Lyrics

Nothing's wrong
Force along
Pretending I'm not loathed yet
Tomorrow is now
Yesterday
Step away
Pretending I'm not loathed yet
Swallow my luck
Swallow my pride

Enjoy, protect, and feel
The lucifer in what you're given
I earned my gun
I earned my friends

God is high
Make it die
What you see is what you get
So look around

Mourning thought
Mourning sun
Makes me sad of days to come
That never do
But I make that true

Enjoy, protect, and feel
The lucifer in what you're given
I earned my love
I earned my pride

I'm great
I'm strong
But I've only got one chance to be your friend