Promise.

We have to hold onto our promise
We have to keep sight of the skies
This is a life we don't want to miss
Look around properly and you won't believe your eyes.

Family, the three of you
You would think me a fool
But I believe it to be true
To put this bluntly; you guys rule.

I don't care you were slumped on the toilet
I don't care you were hanging off the door
I don't care we were sat on the bath
All that matters is what we were there for.

Somehow I just know this was meant to be
We were meant to start believing in a dirty bathroom
I am grateful fate brought you to me
I feel you'd make me smile through doom

So we'll hold on for now and just wait for that day
When we feel good enough again
Like we don't have to pay
for the mistakes that we've made
Thank you, my friends-
The sixth of the sixth will never fade.