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I hate my friends
I hate my friends
I hate my...
Two in the morning here
I am turning blue
I'm drinking up for an old friend
Bourbon can't clean my mind of this
Voice in my head
"I hate my friends"
Cause they make me
Think about the smile that i'm faking
I hate my
Yeah, that's the scene that I am in
Lying
At odds with every bland image
How many excuses can this
Fool listen to
You never cared
There was no us
Only misery and distrust
I hate my...
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