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Because when you need a friend all you find are friendly foes Because when you’re smiles and laughs they’ll search for you But when you’re sad and in pain they’ll point at you Or worse they’ll turn their back at your sad old woes Because your tears are simply warnings signs to keep away Sadness is contagious , they already feel the temperature rising “If I come too close I’ll sink, too bad you’re drowning” Because if you stay alone maybe you’ll try on and swim back to the bay Its sink or swim, and **** babe, it looks like you’re sinking Don’t matter you’re carrying the anchor, no one is lifting the weight off your shoulders You’ve done it yourself, why you gotta keep getting trapped between those boulders? Why would they risk a backache? When they know you’ll do it alone, they know you’ll keep on trying And if you don’t, on who’s conscience does that rest? Not on theirs, no one ever got involved in your tangled mess It’s on you, but why does it matter, there’s no one left to impress You’re on your own, and you’re at the bottom, you failed the test.
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Oct 13, 2017
Oct 13, 2017 at 9:17 PM UTC
Sinking
Because when you need a friend all you find are friendly foes Because when you’re smiles and laughs they’ll search for you But when you’re sad and in pain they’ll point at you Or worse they’ll turn their back at your sad old woes Because your tears are simply warnings signs to keep away Sadness is contagious , they already feel the temperature rising “If I come too close I’ll sink, too bad you’re drowning” Because if you stay alone maybe you’ll try on and swim back to the bay Its sink or swim, and **** babe, it looks like you’re sinking Don’t matter you’re carrying the anchor, no one is lifting the weight off your shoulders You’ve done it yourself, why you gotta keep getting trapped between those boulders? Why would they risk a backache? When they know you’ll do it alone, they know you’ll keep on trying And if you don’t, on who’s conscience does that rest? Not on theirs, no one ever got involved in your tangled mess It’s on you, but why does it matter, there’s no one left to impress You’re on your own, and you’re at the bottom, you failed the test.
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Oct 13, 2017
Oct 13, 2017 at 9:17 PM UTC
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