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Pantera
What's left inside him? Don't he remember us? Can't he believe me? We seemed like bothers Talked for hours last month About what we wanna be I sit now with his hand in mine But I know he can't feel... No one knows What's done is done It's as if he were dead I'm close with his mother And she cries endlessly Lord how we miss him At least what's remembered It's so important to make best friends in life But it's hard when my friend sits with blank expressions No one knows What's done is done It's as if he were dead He as hollow as I alone now He as hollow as I alone A shell of my friend Just flesh and bone There's no soul He sees no love I shake my fists at skies above Mad at God He as hollow as I converse I wish he'd waken from this curse Hear my words before it's through I want to come in after you My best friend He as hollow as I alone
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