Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Friends , by - The Dead Love. Release date: 07.05.2020
Song language: English
My Friends |
| Feeling one tenth of my brain at capacity |
| I miss my friends, and I miss how it used to be |
| Can we both agree? |
| Can we both agree? |
| I miss my friends, and I miss how it used to be |
| I could just lay listening to myself breathe |
| 'Cause being alone is romanced, would you disagree? |
| And I’d be fine if you just let me be |
| I miss my friends, and I miss how it used to be |
| Can we both agree? |
| Can we both agree? |
| Feeling one tenth of my brain at capacity |
| I miss my friends, and I miss how it used to be |
| Can we both agree? |
| Can we both agree? |
| I miss my friends, and I miss how it used to be |
| Feeling like an animal bred in captivity |
| Don’t know what day it is, but it’s killing me (It's killing me) |
| Yeah, it’s killing me (It's killing me) |
| Can we both agree? |
| I miss my friends, and I miss how it used to be |
| (I miss my friends, and I miss how it used to be) |
| Left with my thoughts in my head, it’s unsettling |
| I got nothing left in the bank of creativity |
| I swear I’ll be fine if you just let me be |
| I miss my friends, and I miss how it used to be |
| Can we both agree? |
| Can we both agree? |
| Feeling one tenth of my brain at capacity |
| I miss my friends, and I miss how it used to be |
| Can we both agree? |
| Can we both agree? |
| I miss my friends, and I miss how it used to be |
| Feeling like an animal bred in captivity |
| Don’t know what day it is, but it’s killing me (It's killing me) |
| Yeah, it’s killing me (It's killing me) |
| Can we both agree? |
| I miss my friends, and I miss how it used to be |
| I miss my friends, and I miss how it used to be |
| I miss my friends, and I miss how it used to be |
| (Can we both agree?) |
| (Can we both agree?) |
| I miss my friends, and I miss how it used to be |
| Yeah, it’s killing me (It's killing me) |
| Can we both agree? |
| I miss my friends, and I miss how it used to be |