Invisible

I hope I never have to use the world friend again

It's the same old slap in the face set in motion,

Ah fuck this place again I've met the end

Don't tell me what is left

There's nothing but a box of pictures

I refuse to open they may cause resent you know

I really don't miss a thing

There's no struggle to confront now

Cause what's said is said and what's done is done

A crude emotion set in forward pace

Get this message straight now 'cause I'm sick as shit

I've got no room for impatience

The bet was set you know I really don't miss a thing

Cause sometimes the rain is warm in winter

And the clouds part everything

Is clear when I play the card I dealt

The ice will warm and melt

And I don't think I'll care

There's nothing wrong at all with spending time alone

And if I ever have to use the word friend again

Don't question just slap my face

There's no devotion when I played and betrayed

And if there are no starts

Then there'll be no more ends

Just another stop treated careless,

To add to the list but sometimes the rain is warm in winter