A Hole in the Earth

In my own turn I'm trying to reach out, I know I'll get there soon There's a hole in the earth here And we're walking 'round the edges You were flaunting all your open wounds I can't express them better than you You have buried childish qualities Friend make sense of me, friend make sense of me I have many destructive qualities Friend make sense of me, friend make sense of me It's like an old ruin Your father's a liar, while my father's lying down In a hole in the earth there And I'm scared I'll forget him I'm still haunted by those open wounds I won't express them truly to you You have buried childish qualities Friend make sense of me, friend make sense of me I have many destructive qualities Friend make sense of me, friend make sense of me I have so much hurt inside me Friend make sense of me, friend make sense of me I have so much hurt inside me Friend make sense of me, friend make sense of me Friend, friend, friend, friend In my own turn I'm trying to reach In my own turn In my own turn