Radical Face - The Family Tree: The Branches

Chains

This started simple, like it always does, with not much to lose
I thought I had control, that I could always walk away if things turned bad
We were thick as thieves 'til I became the one who always went too far
And I couldn't hear you

Now here I stand, a pick in callused hands
As the sun beats down across my back
But in the end, I'm lost
And I'll drag you down, yeah, that's my cost

And I'm glad you were my friend
Yeah, I'm glad you were my friend
Though I may never see you again

And I'm glad you were my friend
Yeah, I'm glad you were my friend
Though I may never see you again

But I'm glad you were my friend

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Writer(s): Benjamin Paul Cooper
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