Absent Ones - Intellectual

The feeling of loss is one i know too well the endless guilt, all i do is fucking dwell

So many questions unanswered

No shoulder to lean on

You're supposed to be here

How the fuck do I carry on?

A vicious cycle of emotions run rampant

Silence is perpetuated I can't fucking stand it

But now its too late, and now you're gone

The weight of everything is keeping me from standing strong

I feel so hollow, I feel so lost

It kills me knowing that you won't ever pick up

When i fucking call

If only I could stop you

Something could've been done

So many friends around you

By many you were loved

I know its not as simple as reaching out

The dark corners of your mind present you to all your doubts

But now its too late, and now you're gone

The weight of everything is keeping me from standing strong

I feel so hollow, I feel so lost

It kills me knowing that you won't ever pick up

When i fucking call

Why do the good ones always have to go first?

I can't keep losing more friends that suffer the same curse

Desperately longing for the day we are relieved of all this pain

And i'd take it all if it means that you'd stay

And even though the sun dont shine much on this part of the earth

We will carry on just for you

This never gets easier