Onsind - Kim Kelly is still my friend lyrics

An unmade bed and three words
All too rarely said
We share a sickness, expanding
Roots beneath the ground
Deeper and stronger they tie us down

Heaven knows in desperate times that
I get too self-referential, i
Can hardly bare to sing a song so blue
We were drowning in an ocean of misplaced
Potential, staking claim to what we knew
We invented our realities
And painted crazy fantasies on
Any scrap of paper we could find
Preposterous conspiracies, and antidote to
Too much dumb bureaucracy
We fought free of the bind

You said you had a hunch, that Gilesgate bank
Conceals a mausoleum, corpses
Buried under foot, where
Nobody can see them
All the residents of yesteryear
Reside, in secret dwellings
Underneath the street, trapped dissatisfied
And as silly as it was, I saw some truth
In your tall tale, because
Everybody loses sometimes, everybody fails
These grim reminders underfoot keep us in
Check, the roots that drag us down
Are the things we cant forget

Origami planes and pillows with stupid names
My composure crumpled by that creaky chair
So I took a walk to clear my
Head, but because of force of habit
I reached out to grab a
Hand that wasn't there