A friend attacks another out of spite Will they make it through the night? When there's no friendly face in sight Will they make it through the night? When their companion clings onto them too tight Will they make it through the night? When the best of the two falls mid-flight Will they make it through the night? When there's no chance it will ever be alright Will they make it through the night? They fashioned a knot out of pure spite, The lack of air clouded their sight, Around their neck, the rope was tight, They almost fixed it all in mid-flight, Then they fell limp, and all was alright. They didn't make it through the night.
M.I.A. - Paper Planes
