Thrice - The Beltsville Crucible

True friends stab you in the front
Keep you from getting what you want
When one more fix could kill you
They help you realize that

You're more and less than you first had believed
You've so much to give and there's so much you need
Shortcuts through graveyards and a brand new way to breathe
Three thousand miles just to learn,
All that's gold does not all shine
And helping words aren't always kind,
When one more kiss could kill you,
They help you realize that

You're more and less than you first had believed
You've so much to give and there's so much you need
Shortcuts through graveyards and a brand new way to breathe
Three thousand miles just to learn.

How to let my guard down
Accept the fire that has spread among us.
And if you're feeling all right,
You've got to play it again,
You've got to play it again.

Written by:
DUSTIN MICHAEL KENSRUE, EDWARD CARRINGTON BRECKENRIDGE, JAMES RILEY BRECKENRIDGE, TEPPEI TERANISHI

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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