In The Dirt de Battery

to lose a friend,it burns,it stelas life, it steals memory
help me,help me.
it consumed bu guilt, i never should have let it build inside of me,
now it's a part of me, i'm bleeding and lying in the cold

pls don't kick me whem i'm down.

i guess apolohies don't mean shit when you're chewing on it,
because your foot, it never left your mouth.
without a sound, we duchk away, withour a sound.
maybe some day, we'll have the courage to say i'm sry.