I am a beat in the heart of humanity. I am an echo of yesterday bouncing off the walls.
A Friend to the Friendless
by: the world inferno friendship society
I'm not above drinking alone
ah, but no good ever comes of it,
unless you count me talking to you now..
and that one guy on the train, all talking to himself,
shit! he was talking to me, he said in school
they taught me a prayer for money
a prayer for crap jobs right until I die,
never a prayer for my people,
the broken hearted the lonely.
did you let the blues make you bad?
did you get all twisted?
did you get so drunk you whispered, I think i'm gonna die
did you pass out nights wondering why you never saw it coming,
nobody ever sees it coming, no exceptions at all
nobody ever sees it coming, are you ready for this?
never wear white socks with black shoes.
don't get it twisted.
don't let the blues make you bad.
I know you miss him, don't let your standards fall down with your hair
the way you felt when you kissed her.
straighten your tie, tuck in your shirt,
i'm a friend to the friendless and I don't know why
but come on kids let's walk right on by,
I'm a friend to the friendless and why i don't care,
if i had a choice in this it wouldn't be fair,
but i don't so lets not get all carried away with shit you wouldn't change anyway,
let's make this a prayer for money,
a prayer for sundays through mondays and crap jobs right till I die,
cause where we are we won't always be and shit man that could of been me,
getting hurt, hurting someone, getting all crashed down upon,
burning holes in butterflies wings, while wishing, just wishing for other things..
nobody sees it coming, no exceptions at all, nobody ever sees it coming,
no exceptions at all....
I know you are lonely, you'll not always be, you are so many things you will not always be..
A Friend to the Friendless
by: the world inferno friendship society
I'm not above drinking alone
ah, but no good ever comes of it,
unless you count me talking to you now..
and that one guy on the train, all talking to himself,
shit! he was talking to me, he said in school
they taught me a prayer for money
a prayer for crap jobs right until I die,
never a prayer for my people,
the broken hearted the lonely.
did you let the blues make you bad?
did you get all twisted?
did you get so drunk you whispered, I think i'm gonna die
did you pass out nights wondering why you never saw it coming,
nobody ever sees it coming, no exceptions at all
nobody ever sees it coming, are you ready for this?
never wear white socks with black shoes.
don't get it twisted.
don't let the blues make you bad.
I know you miss him, don't let your standards fall down with your hair
the way you felt when you kissed her.
straighten your tie, tuck in your shirt,
i'm a friend to the friendless and I don't know why
but come on kids let's walk right on by,
I'm a friend to the friendless and why i don't care,
if i had a choice in this it wouldn't be fair,
but i don't so lets not get all carried away with shit you wouldn't change anyway,
let's make this a prayer for money,
a prayer for sundays through mondays and crap jobs right till I die,
cause where we are we won't always be and shit man that could of been me,
getting hurt, hurting someone, getting all crashed down upon,
burning holes in butterflies wings, while wishing, just wishing for other things..
nobody sees it coming, no exceptions at all, nobody ever sees it coming,
no exceptions at all....
I know you are lonely, you'll not always be, you are so many things you will not always be..
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