so yea our friendship is lost
why should i come round'
why should we be bound
by a tie a commitment "friendship" is the namebut why hold on to a name when its played like a game
so quick to take things out of hand when we had the title friends
you tell the world our conversations some of which should be contraband
you say i act like im a queen "sheba" is what you call me.
evidently it doesn't take a fool to see this isnt how it should all be
choose your path im choosing mine
we're not happy why the fuck should we stay
you continued to nag impossible to bring us back
as trees in fall we shall wither away.
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