Sick Friend Texted

Think of all the tragedies you've earned

Your DM said
"Let's go out and grab a coffee"
I know, I know
It's a front for something
We were best friends
But that was when
We were smaller
I know, I know
Sacrifice of getting older

Were Getting Older Faster

Your suffering from Munchausen Syndrome by proxy
I know I know
I could be more nicer
Let make it right
And talk after we leave this party
I know I know
It was meant for something

Were Getting Older Faster



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher James Neiles
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