I met a lamb with the feats of a lion
Who never got to, meet the shepherd that could lead her to Zion,
Aqueducts run dry, stay in fear of the eyelid,
To show no one, there's no flood
...But don't trust my words, young worthless treasure
I could live inside my head, yet disturb yours better
Wish I could understand why we merged together
On this bridge for us both that I'll burn forever,
And you will always say that it's my fault,
Play the blame game again, say that I start.
We waged war on the 9th of the fourth week,
Of July, thought I'd die in the hot seat,
But you were so cold in the shade,
And we would never know if the sun didn't raise
And time pa**ed in a summer daze
Fallen friends and we're melting away.