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Eatiher Way the two of us sail.


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Sitting here staring at my last friend

We never talk, about the end

How can we talk?

Why should we talk?

The end is here between you and me.

For my last friends

in the bottom of a bottle

Down the barrel of a gun

My last friend is a friend indeed

A friend who could never run.

Your last friend is in your veins

As you stare blanky into that space

I can see it working behind your eyes

once sweet shining beautiful eyes

For your last friends

at the end of a needle

Under the screw down cap

Your last friend is a friend indeed

Draws your blood running like sap

Together we'll leave this cruel world

The sails of death unfurled

My and my last friend?

Or me and you?

Eaither way, two of us sail.

For my last friends

in the bottom of a bottle

Down the barrel of a gun

My last friend is a friend indeed

A friend who could never run

and your last friends

at the end of a needle

Under the screw down cap

Your last friend is a friend indeed

Draws your blood running like sap

The sails billow out and the ravens scream

as we sail onwards on that ship

You on your own with the unscrewed lid

Me on my own with a smoking gun

One swallow, one bullet and two lives are gone

Me and my last friend

you and your last friend...

for my last friends

in the bottom of a bottle

Down the barrel of a gun

My last friend is a friend indeed

A friend who could never run.

and your last friends

at the end of a needle

Under the screw down cap

Your last friend is a friend indeed

Draws your blood running like sap

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