Drew Monson - My Friends

My friends, oh we don't like it
When  someone seething wait's for
I fall into the mountain
'Till  someone holds and wait's for you
Ooh, ooh ooh, ooh

My  friends, oh we don't like it
No  one sees, we want to die and
I'll write a trite line
No  one can hold me like you do
And that's not true
Holdin' is easy, it passes through

Swing me for I save my life to me
You  can tell that's somethin' to see
Swing me for I save my life to me
You can tell that's all I can be ooh, ooh

My friends, oh we don't like it
When someone breathe in
Wait's before I fall into the fountain
'Till someone holds and wait's for me

Swing me for I save my life to me
You can tell they're someone in me
Swing me for I save my life to me
You can tell that's all you can be

'Cause I've been walking 'round for a week

And I was afraid you wouldn't like it
I was afraid that it would be bad
So I tucked it away inside my backpack
I'll wait patient for my hand

I asked a man what do I look like?
He said "I can't remember well"
He said my chin protruded inwards
He said my hair was long as hell

Swing me for I save my life to me
You can tell I'm nothing to me
Swing me for I save my life to me
Wish that I had places to be
'Cause I've been walking 'round for a week

I was afraid you wouldn't like it
I was afraid that it would be bad
And I was afraid you wouldn't like it
I was afraid that it would be bad

Written by:
DREW MONSON, ROBIN SKINNER

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