and i just look at her and say
find me the definition of friends
and tell me again that i am such
a fool
you are such a fool for thinking
i am such a fool for wasting
hearts on more for bitter tasting
i taste you i taste you
and its this sour sweet
that kept me on my feet
maybe effort should be given
to keep a so called friend.
i am not going anywhere further
but i am not running back either.
im stuck in your ice age
until you need me for foolish shoulders
make me feel like I'm worth it
to waste away my sighs of silent nights
the victims that you shot down
are really all oh kay
please don't scream
in the little baby boy's ear
there will be no answer back
only because of fear
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