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Verse 1: |
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I've seen someone has my well, |
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My swelling eye |
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I'm open, wide open |
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I seem curious by God I'll take this tight, |
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You write the calls, I can not cope |
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The loss has left |
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Chorus: |
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They're not my friends, |
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All we have is to end them for |
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They're not my friends, |
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When in wrong there's nothing to say |
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Verse 2: |
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I feel careless when I feed my angry eyes |
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I'm open, wide open |
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You say the lights are on my pages are much clearer |
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The loss has left, the coals are cold |
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Your hands to steel |
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Chorus: |
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They're not my friends, |
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All we have is to end them for |
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They're not my friends, |
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When in wrong there's nothing to say |
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They're not nowhere, |
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All we have is just this false side |
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They're not my friends, |
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When in wrong there's nothing to say.. |
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Verse 3: |
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I feel impossible |
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My hands are tied to the back of my pain |
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Why we weren't so still |
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I'm about to give in... |
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(music) |
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Chorus 2: |
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They're not my friends, |
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If they catch us you'll turn on me |
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They're not my friends, |
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You're the last to see me standing |
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They're not nowhere, |
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If we get back safe we'll find me |
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They're not my friends, |
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If they catch us you'll turn on me |
