To All My Fiends

Dark and dust, the taste of ink and booze exhale from my heart

For those who never set a plan, a couple drinks should fit us fine

Now is to late there's no sunshine

And we are about to realize

Not even close to be or last

Dance in honor of the dark

Well, I remember like it was so close

Maybe it can call it "last night"

A smokey room and the beats of a drum

That stucked in all our minds

We never want to call the day

But maybe we could dial night

And start again what you despise

We will do again, not satisfied

These days, of long nights

Our job is to stick together

Doesn't matter what's the crime

These days of long nights

Hanging out forever

We still fine and I'm not surprised