Hate, until the pressure sends them all out of their mind Just being privlege to the story Still you plead good will Until the summer ends And your on your back, trying to ease the swell Youll hit the wall Before you touch the floor And they Will watch it all like car crash cinema We stacked our doubts untill the peices fit I was friendly enough to make sense of it I knew i couldnt say a single god damn word To bring back my friend, good friend We let the roots come out In autumn rain We all decay Let the roots come out in autumn rain You have my sympathy