My name is Klint I am a friend Friends rock n roll There's nothing to say More than that I like to hold You're alone When you wear A bunch of clothes Here my boys Speak thru my blinds And say hello ♪ He keeps holding Things that trap his knees up Can't you see he's Leaning On it On it And on it again ♪ If you haven't found Your endless rope You have control Nothing to pull Can't set it straight All that goes on Send your eyes Anything You are alone My life is fun My time is wild I get to die ♪ Free among the scorched earth Try to let things be I'm used to having problems I tried to let it be