two years down the drain
dancing in the rain
campfires and fireflies
secrets, secrets
turn into lies
but then you try to cover
and I turn over the rug
and find a full coffin
of old, dead stuff
turn on me for a new friend
i thought you wanted a true friend
but true friend won't be here for you
when new friends leave you down and blue
 
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