Thrice - The Beltsville Crucible lyrics

True friends stab you in the front.

Keep you from getting what you want.

When one more fix could kill you

they help you realize that

you're more and less than you first had believed.

So much to give and there's so much you need.

Shortcuts through graveyards and a brand new way to breath.

Three thousand miles just to learn

all that's gold does not all shine.

And helping words aren't always kind.

When one more kiss could kill you

they help you realize that

you're more and less than you first had believed.

There's so much to give and there's so much you need.

Shortcuts through graveyards and a brand new way to breath.

Three thousand miles just to learn...

...

How to let my gard down.

Accept the fire that's spread amonge us.

And if you're feeling alright,

You've got to play it again,

You've got to...

You've got to play it again.

Play it again.

Play it again.

Play it again.