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The Friend
05:35
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Sleeping with the light from the basement window.
Broke a string, cracked a drum, and I lost the rhythm.
Stole the wool that I used in this wicked weather,
pulled the stitches out that kept you together,
that kept you together.
Because I believed you. I believed you.
Before carelessness conceived you.
You've been morning the death since before the first breath,
even your own. Even your own.
Watch your step now don't draw bloody feathers,
for a broken string tat could never make it better.
Up the stairs, down the hall, and around he corner:
You leave the light on for me to see what was born here.
But you gotta try your best.
Consider me excess; leave your ski-town for Budapest.
You've been pulling the thread hanging from your head to loosen your skin and remember the bullshit I said.
I'm sorry about my noose, I'm sorry to cut you loose.
Sucking smoke, breathing fire, burning out the idea of you.
Where are you going, where are you coming from.
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