| I’m breaking this wall down
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| Everybody’s looking like they know what I want to say
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| No way to go back now
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| Another scar healing but there’s more coming on the way
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| I hear you screaming your lungs out
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| You say you feel helpless but I tell you that I feel the same
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| We are all coming unwound
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| The burden is so heavy and we can’t shoulder all the blame
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| We’re not the lost, not the dead
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| Not the dying, decayed
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| We’re the ones
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| Who are living with the mess that you made
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| Never quit, deal with it
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| Yeah we’re sick of it
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| (Whoaaaaaaa-whoaa-whoa!)
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| Let’s go!
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| Whoa Oh
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| Are you listening?
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| Whoa Oh
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| Can you hear me?
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| We don’t need your problems we don’t need apologies
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| Whoa Oh
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| Are you listening?
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| Whoa Oh
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| Can you blame me?
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| There is such a fine line between friends and enemies
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| Everybody says to let go
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| I try and I try but I think I’m just conditioned this way
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| I’ll take your word if you say so
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| But I know that you’re lying when you say things will be okay
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| Sick and tired of the status quo
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| All our worst intentions are starting to see the light of day
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| We won’t admit it but we all know
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| Things don’t change without casualties along the way
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| We’re not the lost, not the dead
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| Not the dying, decayed
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| We’re the ones
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| Who are living with the mess that you made
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| Never quit, deal with it
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| Yeah we’re sick of it
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| (Whoaaaaaaa-whoaa-whoa!)
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| Let’s go!
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| Whoa Oh
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| Are you listening?
|
| Whoa Oh
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| Can you hear me?
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| We don’t need your problems we don’t need apologies
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| Whoa Oh
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| Are you listening?
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| Whoa Oh
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| Can you blame me?
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| There is such a fine line between friends and enemies
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| [GUITAR SOLO}
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| Farewell apathy, what’s up to arms
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| Discord in hordes in the eye of the storm
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| Obscene machines that have nurtured us
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| Traitor, raider, don’t press your luck
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| Farewell apathy, what’s up to arms
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| Discord in hordes in the eye of the storm
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| This melancholy menace has infected us
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| Invader, hater, this fucking sucks!
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| Whoa Oh
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| Are you listening?
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| Whoa Oh
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| Can you hear me?
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| We don’t need your problems we don’t need apologies
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| Whoa Oh
|
| Are you listening?
|
| Whoa Oh
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| Can you blame me?
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| There is such a fine line between friends and enemies |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song With Friends Like These Who Needs Herpes , by - Zebrahead. Song from the album Call Your Friends, in the genre Альтернатива