All My Friends - Creeper

Sex, Death and the Infinite Void

The very thoughts we’re taught to avoid

I breathe them out as you breathe them in

My rent-a-heart is overdue

I’m such a disappointment to you

We’re 30 now we should have thought this through

And at night we’d get so drunk

We’d try to feel nothing at all

And

All my friends

All my friends

All my friends hurt

All my friends

All my friends

All my friends hurt

Each day I awake to the death of a dream

That I wont mourn;

loss becomes routine

I’m breathing in to counts of ten

My confidant my dearest friend

I watched you grow as you watched me bend

Then cried myself to sleep again

Now you drift in this reality

You lost your way somewhere with me

And

All my friends

All my friends

All my friends hurt

All my friends

All my friends

All my friends hurt

Getting high has got us all so low

Getting high has got us all so low

I’m so sorry if I’ve failed you

You know I love you so

All my friends

All my friends

All my friends hurt

All my friends

All my friends

All my friends hurt