What's left inside him?

Don't he remember us?

Can't he believe me?

We seemed like bothers

Talked for hours last month

About what we wanna be

I sit now with his hand in mine

But I know he can't feel...



No one knows

What's done is done

It's as if he were dead



I'm close with his mother

And she cries endlessly

Lord how we miss him

At least what's remembered

It's so important to make best friends in life

But it's hard when my friend sits with blank expressions



No one knows

What's done is done

It's as if he were dead



He as hollow as I alone now

He as hollow as I alone

A shell of my friend

Just flesh and bone

There's no soul

He sees no love

I shake my fists at skies above

Mad at God



He as hollow as I converse

I wish he'd waken from this curse

Hear my words before it's through

I want to come in after you

My best friend