My Friends

I hear the whining of the engines
Running out of steam
The days go by without you
Forgotten in a dream

Are the things you can't get over
Are they written on the wall
All the sunny days are over
And you're tripping into fall

My friends they always like to sing along
My friends they always seem to know the words
Nothing they say will ever get in the way
My friend they like to come outside and play

My friends and I don't bicker (My friends they)
My friends and I belong
Ready to catch me fall, when I fall down
So sorry to see me go, when my time's out

What you gotta do, you gotta figure
You gotta figure out, who's playing dumb games
The guilty get the finger, some are criminals, some offend
Some will try to screw you up, others try to bring you down
The ones who try to build you up, they are all and...

My friends they always like to sing along
My friends they always seem to know the words
Nothing they say will ever get in the way
My friend they like to come outside and play

My friends and I don't bicker(My friends they)
My friends and I belong
Ready to catch me fall, when I fall down
So sorry to see me go, when my time's out

What you gotta do, you gotta figure
You gotta figure out, who's playing dumb games
The guilty get the finger, some are criminals, some offend
Some will try to screw you up, others try to bring you down
The ones who try to build you up, they are all and more and then



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Writer(s): Howling Glide
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