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Friends

whisper what I should do, to earn my way to knowing you

should I have coins on my eyes and walk in a straight line

oh with my hands at my side should I fall behind of you

no I’ll just keep on, and I’ll keep on

now I can’t see the ground but we float higher, and we both look away as our feet catch fire

and the dark clouds roll in like a biblical flood, and we speak of roses but we smell blood

oh but we keep, we keep on 

oh we keep, we keep on

oh we keep, oh we keep on

mm we keep, we keep on

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