i hope i never have to use the world friend again
it's the same old slap in the face set in motion,
ah fuck this place again i've met the end don't
tell me what is left there's nothing but a box of
pictures i refuse to open they may cause resent
you know i really don't miss a thing there's no
struggle to confront now cause what's said is said
and what's done is done a crude emotion set in
forward pace get this message straight now 'cause
i'm sick as shit i've got no room for impatience
the bet was set you know i really don't miss a
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and the clouds part everything is clear when i
play the card i dealt the ice will warm and melt
and i don't think i"ll care there's nothing wrong
at all with spending time alone and if i ever have
to use the word friend again don't question just
slap my face there's no devotion when i played and
betrayed and if there are no starts then there'll
be no more ends just another stop treated
careless, to ass to the list but sometimes the
rain is warm in winter...