The Beltsville Crucible - Thrice

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

You’ve so much to give and there’s so much you need

Shortcuts through graveyards and a brand new way to breathe

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

You’ve so much to give and there’s so much you need

Shortcuts through graveyards and a brand new way to breathe

Three thousand miles just to learn

How to let my guard down

Accept the fire has spread among us

And if you’re feeling all right

You’ve got to play it again

You’ve got to play it again