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Broken friend, broken faith.


Don't expect a thing from me! Don't expect me to give you a fucking thing! You left me for roadkill when I needed you most! Don't expect a thing from me! You said I could trust! You said you were a friend! Well where the fuck is that fucking friend I need!? I thought you were true I thought we'd make it through Where is the trust we once had? Where are our fabled promises!? Where is that friend I need? Where is that person I strived to be? Where is that friend I need? Where is that person I strived to be? Honesty no longer exists to you You lost your faith, you lost yourself You've fallen victim to this cursed world Where is the trust, where is the truth? Where are you now!? Where is that friend I need? Where is that person I strived to be? Where is that friend I need? Where is that person I strived to be? Open your eyes, open your mind! Pull yourself out! You're sinking too deep in! You've fallen to deep in You're too far to save You fell victim to your needs You've broken your very beliefs Do you still wish upon the stars? Do you still think you're sane? Do you believe you're still a friend? Honestly now, you're dead to me...
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