Talk To A Friend Testo
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Testo Talk To A Friend
I just called to see how you're doing
Nevermind, that's a lie
I've been going through it
I had a good thing, but I blew it
It wasn't her fault and she knew it
Tell me, what kind of man am I supposed to be
When the lines the razor blade made are faded?
Is there really any hope for me
If a simple conversation's complicated?
I know everything I've ever done wrong
That kind of memory won't let me move on
Though there's bound to be some things that you ain't told me
I could never be ashamed of you, homie
I wouldn't talk to a friend the way I talk to myself
(I'm turning my life to hell)
See the voice in my head really needs some help
(I figure I might as well)
I wouldn't talk to a friend the way I talk to myself
(I'm turning my life to hell)
See the voice in my head really needs some help
(I figure I might as well)
Step inside, this is my confession
I let resentment turn into a deep depression
I spend the next five lines asking bad questions
How could I hit rock bottom never learning a lesson?
Do I deserve this hurting?
If my body goes limp, would I float to the surface? Or can I live in a world with no purpose?
How could I change when I'm still the same person?
I wouldn't talk to a friend the way I talk to myself
(I'm turning my life to hell)
See the voice in my head really needs some help
(I figure I might as well)
I wouldn't talk to a friend the way I talk to myself
(I'm turning my life to hell)
See the voice in my head really needs some help
(I figure I might as well)
Stuck in a circle, waiting to die
I won't find a way out looking inside
Don't I deserve to make anything right?
I won't find a way out looking inside
Stuck in a circle, waiting to die
I won't find a way out looking inside
Don't I deserve to make anything right?
I won't find a way out looking inside
I wouldn't talk to a friend the way I talk to myself
(I'm turning my life to hell)
See the voice in my head really needs some help
(I figure I might as well)
I wouldn't talk to a friend the way I talk to myself
(I'm turning my life to hell)
See the voice in my head really needs some help
(I figure I might as well)
Nevermind, that's a lie
I've been going through it
I had a good thing, but I blew it
It wasn't her fault and she knew it
Tell me, what kind of man am I supposed to be
When the lines the razor blade made are faded?
Is there really any hope for me
If a simple conversation's complicated?
That kind of memory won't let me move on
Though there's bound to be some things that you ain't told me
I could never be ashamed of you, homie
I wouldn't talk to a friend the way I talk to myself
(I'm turning my life to hell)
See the voice in my head really needs some help
(I figure I might as well)
I wouldn't talk to a friend the way I talk to myself
(I'm turning my life to hell)
See the voice in my head really needs some help
(I figure I might as well)
Step inside, this is my confession
I let resentment turn into a deep depression
I spend the next five lines asking bad questions
How could I hit rock bottom never learning a lesson?
Do I deserve this hurting?
If my body goes limp, would I float to the surface? Or can I live in a world with no purpose?
How could I change when I'm still the same person?
I wouldn't talk to a friend the way I talk to myself
(I'm turning my life to hell)
See the voice in my head really needs some help
(I figure I might as well)
I wouldn't talk to a friend the way I talk to myself
(I'm turning my life to hell)
See the voice in my head really needs some help
(I figure I might as well)
Stuck in a circle, waiting to die
I won't find a way out looking inside
Don't I deserve to make anything right?
I won't find a way out looking inside
Stuck in a circle, waiting to die
I won't find a way out looking inside
Don't I deserve to make anything right?
I won't find a way out looking inside
I wouldn't talk to a friend the way I talk to myself
(I'm turning my life to hell)
See the voice in my head really needs some help
(I figure I might as well)
I wouldn't talk to a friend the way I talk to myself
(I'm turning my life to hell)
See the voice in my head really needs some help
(I figure I might as well)
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