Sleep

[Verse 1] For the ones that've been asleep For the ones that've never slept, no, no For the things that I'll never be Or at least so they said, but - then again, we'll see For the friends turned to enemies Better keep them closer, like - you remember me Never dead to me, I'm remembering Almost everything, almost everything [Bridge] Never dead to me, I'm remembering Almost everything, almost everything X4 [Verse 2] November, December Aesthetically poetic; but February's colder Remember we'd pretend to Be the best of friends in public, and no one would notice But now that both of us are older, the shoulders are warmer And now that both of us maturer, the bullshit is over Now that all the bull is over, it's like - what was it over? Could I even fuckin' tell you a part of the motive? For the friends turn to enemies Better keep them closer, like - you remember me [Outro] Friends turn to enemies Better keep them closer, like - you remember me X3