I want to be dead with my friends
I want to be dead with my friends
Wide-eyed, brilliant, dying to be read
I want to be dead with my friends
I want to be dead with my friends
Where the iron sharpens the iron
Where the iron sharpens the iron
Where the iron sharpens the iron sharpens the iron
I want to be dead with my friends
I want to be dead with my friends
Long, alone, unforgettable end
I want to be dead with my friends
Let boredom seize the beating of our purple hearts
Against this, even gods fight violently in vain
What chance could we have stood?
We're the last of the lost
But now we are the first of the fashionably late
Let us decompose, build dams around the moats
Most of us are holy wolves
All of us are holy wolves
Let us decompose, build dams around the moats
Most of us are holy wolves
All of us are holy wolves
We made the scene when we made a scene
And though it was brief, it meant everything
Oh, what a pity, now they're bound to make us saints
Oh, what a pity, now they're bound to make us saints
Against this, even boys fight violently in vain
What chance could we have stood?
We're the last of the lost
But now we are the first of the fashionably late
I refuse to be the only man put to rest in a mass grave
I refuse to be the only man put to rest in a mass grave
I refuse to be the only man put to rest in a mass grave
You were all there with me
You were all there with me
You were all there with me