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Funeral for a Friend - Conduit - High Castles
Conduit
01. Spine
02. Conduit
03. The Distance
04. Best Friends and Hospital Beds
05. Nails
06. Death Comes to Us All
07. Travelled
08. Grey
09. Sun-Less
10. Elements
11. High Castles
I speak in metaphor
Well, it's the only thing that makes sense to me
Description of a time
That I'll never feel again
Hopeless romantics
No, they won't save me
From pissing on the friendships, well, that have made me

In memory, the brightest lights are fading
I'm on my knees waiting for the changes
In memory, the brightest lights are fading
I'm on my knees waiting, waiting

Our words are weapons
With this modern warfare
What a piece of paper or on a billboard
We break the back, we rape the truth for another fucking lie
These words are weapons in these crucial times

In memory, the brightest lights are fading
I'm on my knees waiting for the changes
In memory, the brightest lights are fading
I'm on my knees waiting, waiting

We just trying to figure out
If this will kill me or make me stronger
We just trying to figure out
If this will kill me, if this will kill me, or make me stronger everyday

Our words are weapons, they are our shield
Our words are weapons, fist by fuckin' fist
Our words are weapons, they are our shield
Our words are weapons, fist by fist

Our words are weapons (they are our shields)
Our words are weapons, fist by fist