James Mckenna - You F****d It, Friend - Single

You Fucked It, Friend

Well, you've fucked it friend
Open sores left alone
The curtain is drawn across the stars
Night sky goes dark
And a loveless corpse carries your life
Well, you thought she was the one
Running around
Your childhood songs were sung
Bubbling in the darkness of the sun
You can't dream
Unable to sigh
He's sorry for all he's caused
Doesn't realize that the blood is drawn
Is but a forgettable lake
Down by his car
The things you've done
To be like them
The things you do
In order to live
We'll write that book
With your words

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Writer(s): James Mckenna
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