My Friend My Stranger

I don’t think you’re old enough
to pull the trigger and avoid the shot
blood stays, guilt changed you a lot
my friend, my stranger
I don’t think I’m strong enough
to hold the trigger and avoid the shot
blood stays, guilt changed me a lot
myself, I’m a stranger
do you remember, I’m with you until the end
you lost your fingers, my hard was in your hands
do you remember the day it all began
blood stays, guilt changed the friend and I’m a stranger