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from Dead Friends by Shouting Match

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We all knew in
That casket was our best friend
I smoke my cigarette and
All of me just caves in
We all knew when
You slept we were awakened
You smoked your cigarette then
Left but not forgotten
Left but not forgotten

I guess they needed another angel x2

Last night I wished upon a star for alcohol to take my body
I wished it everlasting
Broken silence by baby cries stopped no tears, but years worth of heartbeats
No amount of sympathy could heal this, no "sorry"s could lift the rain
No laughter could overwhelm the crowd like the cries from your mother did
Your father's words fell on listeners as 2 ton blankets
And the prayers seemed to burst my ears
And the prayers seemed to burst my ears

Look straight forward
Pat Ben on the back, just please
Give me one last hug
Speak to us once more but
Your lungs are empty
Mine couldn't breathe in that bitter air as you drove away I wished for my lucky
I still see you roam hallways and theaters that are empty
Distant traces of you linger
Looking for an excuse to hear
My nickname once more
I am waiting for you to come back
I am waiting for you to come back

A body laid to rest, this year has been the deadest
I somehow wish that the flowers inside of me will bloom with spring but somehow I wish flowers wouldn't flourish, again
You're too grand for a handheld church
You're too subtle for a cathedral
We are too lost to find our way back home
Acceptance had never slid so slowly down my throat
The sunset on Friday set for you
Pinks set forth into violet against silhouetted greens; amazing
Water colored skies splashed on until night and
I wished upon a star that my callused hands could a heart
The candles burn
I'll burn slowly
A cigarette to the filter
A cigarette to the filter

I'll burn slowly
A cigarette to the filter
A cigarette to the filter

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from Dead Friends, released July 14, 2016

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