Imaginary Friends

Terrified by things that haunt me again
Nothing is sacred or safe will call me a friend
Not again, I descend
Its the end, I pretend

Take me away from all of this sadness and hate
Nothing is real but pain that you want me to feel
Once again, I descend
Its the end, I pretend

Imaginary friends Good, bad it just depends
On if your heart is pure. Or if your soul's unsure

Not again I descend
I pretend that everything will be alright in the end

Not again I descend and pretend
That everything will be alright yes everything must be alright why do we have to be uptight again in the end



Credits
Writer(s): David Mccormick
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