[00:00.00] 作词 : Anselmo, Philip / Brown, Rex / Abbott, Darrell / Abbott, Vincent
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Anselmo, Philip / Brown, Rex / Abbott, Darrell / Abbott, Vincent
[00:31.01]What's left inside him?
[00:34.06]Don't he remember us?
[00:38.03]Can't he believe me?
[00:41.08]We seemed like bothers
[00:45.09]Talked for hours last month
[00:49.05]About what we wanna be
[00:53.04]I sit now with his hand in mine
[00:56.07]But I know he can't feel...
[01:00.01]
[01:04.00]No one knows
[01:06.06]What's done is done
[01:11.00]It's as if he were dead
[01:15.00]
[01:46.05]I'm close with his mother
[01:50.00]And she cries endlessly
[01:53.08]Lord how we miss him
[01:57.08]At least what's remembered
[02:01.07]It's so important to make best friends in life
[02:09.03]But it's hard when my friend sits with blank expressions
[02:16.01]
[02:19.09]No one knows
[02:22.08]What's done is done
[02:27.02]It's as if he were dead
[02:31.00]
[02:48.09]He as hollow as I alone now
[03:16.05]He as hollow as I alone
[03:18.05]A shell of my friend
[03:19.07]Just flesh and bone
[03:21.00]There's no soul
[03:22.02]He sees no love
[03:23.04]I shake my fists at skies above
[03:27.09]Mad at God
[03:31.09]
[03:36.06]He as hollow as I converse
[03:38.08]I wish he'd waken from this curse
[03:41.04]Hear my words before it's through
[03:43.06]I want to come in after you
[03:48.03]My best friend
[03:52.01]

作词 : Anselmo, Philip / Brown, Rex / Abbott, Darrell / Abbott, Vincent
作曲 : Anselmo, Philip / Brown, Rex / Abbott, Darrell / Abbott, Vincent
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