Change the shutter speed For it's all we need We will take the lead (and) Plant this funeral seed
As these quivering lips shake Remembering all the ones who were fake This dead weight weighs me down For the times we had in this messed up town
I'm writing a eulogy for your apology And pull you out from this death This friendship doesn't end
Grasp onto my shaking hand It's not fair to have to let you go In pictures the tears will show Inside jokes that no one knows The definition of a great friend should go.