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down the hall, a monster's coming
scent known, a bottle of rum
these times, i don't wanna stay home
all their holes are covered in walls
body's bruised, but the cops cannot be called
these times, i don't wanna stay home
they tell me, "sorry, someday it wont be here."
it keeps coming through the door
at least i have time to prepare for what they're fighting for
as appeasing as the exit way seems
it could unleash the storm
but i wanna know whats outside this concrete
outside this concrete
outside this concrete dome
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friend like you
04:37
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dear friend, i wanna talk to you again
i wanna see how your day went
and mines fine
i haven't heard your voice since 4th grade
it's been so long since those days
do you remember me?
now that i think
i don't think i've ever had
quite another friend like you
and it will make me sad
to think those times you made me glad
may never happen again
i still remember those naive times that i dismember
every time emotions drown
i think as if i'm in that town again
hey friend, why are you leaving me unread?
are you not getting all these texts?
i just wanna reconnect again
now that i think
i don't think i've ever had
quite another friend like you
and it will make me sad
to think those times you made me glad
may never happen again
hey friend,
it has been a couple of years
since i last wrote for you to hear me
hey friend,
last week i finally saw the news
it read that you had fallen through
now that i think
i don't think i've ever had
quite another friend like you
and it will make me sad
to think those times you made me glad
will never happen again
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the fencesitters St. John'S, Newfoundland and Labrador
indie rock made by some people in the world in a country in a province in a city that as far as you know doesn't exist
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