You're done roaming and playing around
Living on your own now no friends for comfort
Retreating inward in your new studio apartment
Where your friends have abandonded you for good
"good ridence!" they say as they turn thier backs on you and leave
Must feel comforting knowing you're no longer living out of a suitcase
Safe and sound with your face on the ground
You're finally sober
Bouncing from friend to friend until you could stand on your own
You learned from the best, the ones who abused you
Now you stand alone because you abused the ones who were the best to you
Jul 4, 2011
Jul 4, 2011 at 9:14 AM UTC
You're done roaming and playing around
Living on your own now no friends for comfort
Retreating inward in your new studio apartment
Where your friends have abandonded you for good
"good ridence!" they say as they turn thier backs on you and leave
Must feel comforting knowing you're no longer living out of a suitcase
Safe and sound with your face on the ground
You're finally sober
Bouncing from friend to friend until you could stand on your own
You learned from the best, the ones who abused you
Now you stand alone because you abused the ones who were the best to you
Copywrite 2011 Khrystina-Lee
From: Talk Dirty/Breathe Easy
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