SoundGlass - Gets in the Way

Where is the friendly? Where's the understand?
Nobody to talk to, No one to hold your hand
Or dim the light, Put out the light,
Kill the light Or kiss you goodnight

Come on, come on little girl
Be careful what you say

Why don't we stay the same
Playing cherry bomb mind games
Every day has a different name
Lie on fire for a shot of fame
You found a friend
You had a friend
I shot your friend
But it was all pretend

Come on, come on little girl
Be careful what you say
It Gets In The Way

When the sticky hands of summer
Lose their grip on me
I'm breaking out of here
And by next year, I'll be history
But tell me what should I take, should I take
To make your birthday cake

Big Kahuna barracuda
Cut me open on a tray
It Gets In the way

You had a friend
You lost a friend
I was your friend
It was all pretend

In a while Crocodile
It's not my type of day
It Gets In The Way

Written by:
Anthony Maestu

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