Pickle

Everyday, you think you're better
But don't bother cause it's not gonna bring us down
You mean nothing, you meant something
Our friendship's gone, it can't be found

Talk about us behind our backs
It doesn't rub on us as a matter of fact
Thoughts of revenge pass through my head
But I'll find better things to do instead
Won't stoop to your level we won't waste our time
Even though invented competition's rooted in your mind
We were here before you were
And we'll be here after you're gone

One day friends meant something



Credits
Writer(s): Albino Sosa Ruiz, Oscar Davey-wraight
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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