pacing the freeway with my heart on your sleeve waiting for headlights to appear nhoping your last breath comes soon nwings open and the dark angel falls from the sky,ncome to take you homenblackened sky and you think it's time; cowering before your messenger, you said this might take some time, i'll see you in a few years.nfriendship must not be on your mind; friendship must not be in your vocabulary,nbecause you're not trying.