Be My Friend

I've fallen in love with existential meaning
Nothing can repeat the sound
I guess I don't need you around
It's growing in my head

I plead, I beg that you will
Understand my point of view
And now I get the same treatment
I got through high school

Oh what a shame

Gold enough to believe it
Gold enough to retrieve it
I beat around the Bush

Nothing is the same
As when you were my friend

Gold enough to believe it
Gold enough to retrieve it
I beat around the bush

Nothing is the same
As when you were my friend



Credits
Writer(s): James Benjamin Batten
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