This morning my best friend came home And told me everything has changed He's not the same And nothing is for sure you know Except the day you go to hell And the turning hands of time Maybe I should Ask the sky to Suck me up one day I've been friends with the Birds and planes I mean no more Groan of death That I have down here Miss the days that I could sleep forever Meant that I did not know any better Nothing is for sure you know Except the day you go to hell And the turning hands of time Maybe I should Ask the sky to Suck me up one day I've been friends with the Birds and planes I mean no more Groan of death That I have down here