The World Is a Friend

Week day sunset blues
I still don't tell the truth
Etch-a-sketch each day and see
Weapons grade happiness to me

Dinner's already cooking
Someone left the window open
I still feel loose
How was your day?
A draft
Someone left that window open
I'm feeling left out
Open your mouth
And some love falls out

Everything is a wasteland from here on out
Every single time you try to figure out
Why they're selling you this bullshit every fucking time
I don't know why I want to go back
And go buy it again
Yes I do

If I can't count it
On my hand
I won't go anywhere
Wind soaked trees
I found some honesty
The world is a friend
The world is a friend
The world is a friend
The world is a friend
The world is a friend
The world is a friend
In the sun-spattered soaked up honesty
The world is a friend
The world is a friend
The world is your friend



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Banks
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