My Best Friend
you're my best friend,
until the end
sometimes the world appears unfair
when nothing seems to work for me;
then I'd turn around, there you'd be,
and I'd count on you being there.
when nothing seems to work for me
I slowly slip into despair,
thinking no one would even care;
then I'd turn around, there you'd be.
you're my best friend
when nothing seems to work for me
friends, like precious diamonds, are rare,
then I'd turn around, there you'd be;
until the end
until the end,
you're my best friend
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