| What does friend mean to you?
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| A word so wrongfully abused
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| Are you like me, confused
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| All included but you
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| Alone…
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| The sounds of silence often soothe
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| Shapes and colors shift with mood
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| Pupils widen and change their hue
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| Rapid brown avoid clear blue
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| Why’s it have to be this way
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| Be this way
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| Flowers watched through wide brown eyes bloom
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| A child sings an unclaimed tune
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| Innocence spins cold cocoon
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| Grow to see the pain too soon
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| Why’s it have to be this way
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| Be this way (5x)
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| «At 7 am on a Tuesday, usual August …
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| Next week I’ll be 28…
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| I’m still young, it’ll be me…
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| Off the wall I scrape… you…
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| I can’t wake, I gotta wake…
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| To cause this wake, I gotta wake no more…
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| It causes wake, to drown this hate…
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| To never really stay, never will…
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| You take your plate…
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| Put me through hell, live, live…
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| Direct your fate…
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| You say I can do it so well…
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| Your expiration date…
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| Fate, date, expiration date…
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| (this was the last time)
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| Hate…
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| And don’t fuck with me again…
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| My own clean slate…
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| Don’t fuck with me again…
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| Makes your eyes dilate…
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| Makes you shake…
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| Irate…» |