The List

Feeling out this type of dream It comes and goes, like synergy Reaching out to finally Piece the hole inside of me Tell your friends and tell me then Otherwise it's meaningless Don't pretend that we are friends You and I will never make the list Needing now to drift away Intrusive thoughts are here to stay Even if my life is gray This will be the price I pay Tell your friends and tell me then Otherwise it's meaningless Don't pretend that we are friends You and I will never make the list