"It's Really About The Friends We Made Along The Way..." lyrics
"It's Really About The Friends We Made Along The Way..."
I felt something else
I'm heading out now
Now that we're here with us
Your hands on me
But mine is too
Maybe I'll end up just like you
I found it hard to feel bad for you
Even after all you've been through
Maybe I grew cold, from pushing you away
I never let you know
What you mean to me
Or what you're supposed to be
I don't want you to die alone
Retraced your steps
I think you tried
But my dad had to be the good guy
I'm proud of that, and I try to learn
From the way I see the world burn
It's hard to cry for you
But I know I'm going to
I don't want to die alone
Now that all is said and done
I remain the only son
The world is all the [?] will pay
We feed from your mother's chest
We die until you try your best
I came for you, I hope you knew
I found it hard to feel bad for you
Even after all you've been through
Maybe I grew cold, from pushing you away
It was never that simple
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- Destructo Disk Lyrics
EP:
"It's Really About The Friends We Made Along The Way..." (2024)
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