good friends we were, good times we had
laughing together, at all the stuff we shared
it all came to an end, when you turned your back
i lost one good friend, as i'm left on the rack.
lonely is the world, though it's a big place
with no where to go to, with no one i can face
this is a place where every things's cold,
everyone's timid, no one's bold
with everything so fast, you'd better pick up the pace
cuz this is gonna pass, life's just a race