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You Suppose To Be My Friend
You Suppose To Be My Friend For you I let the door to the deepest dungeon of my soul open Yet you went around chanting my faults like a retard anchorperson Raising your rank by selling me cheap For popularity is this how low you steep? You said you would stand with me till the end You suppose to be my friend. You weren't lying when you said you had my back You just didn't mention my spine was suppose to crack Like being massaged with broken bottles and sand paper I found my heart buried in sand and cut with paper Instead of lending me one, you disfigured my hand You suppose to be my friend. You suppose to break the jaws of those who backbite me Yet I found the teeth from your jaws on my back biting I feel I have lost there's no point fighting My eyes fail when I look into yours, your ghoulishness blinds me I'm laying six feet under still breathing yet covered with sand from your bare hands You suppose to be my friend. You chomped the gonads to our friendship friend You were more of a tourist than a friend Toured me through a paradise that led to deadman's land Dead bodies all over with missing limbs in the deserted land Due to the friend that said "I have your back give me your hand" And I thought you were my friend... You suppose to be my friend.
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