Max Hedman - EGOEGOEGO.

You're good at making friends
Not too good at keeping them
Live life on the outside
It's dark in here
There's no advice to drown out your thoughts
We're all thinking them
Some just get better at denying the fear
If you see it like I do
Morality's relative
The only thing that matters
Is how you feel
And in a way, it's freeing to say
But just one way
Sort of an odd celebration
It's almost real

You're running out of friends
Yet you keep making them
Like holding onto a branch
That's not attached
You're not a good person
You just want a legacy
Feeding off any purpose you can catch
You know it's easier to listen
Than to self-reflect
So you focus on others
And forget you exist
And in a way, it's freeing to face some resistance
Something masochistic, a slap on the wrist

Back into a dream
Back into a dream
Back into a dream
You're good at making friends
Not so good at keeping them
You're good at making friends
Back into a dream
You're good at making friends
Not so good at keeping them
You're good at making friends
Back into a dream
You're good at making friends
Not so good at keeping them
You're good at making friends
Back into a dream
You're good at making friends
Not so good at keeping them
You're good at making friends
Back into a dream
You're good at making friends
Not so good at keeping them
You're good at making friends
Back into a dream
Back into a dream
Back into a dream
Back into a dream
Back into a dream
Back into a dream
Back into a dream
Back into a dream
Back into a dream

Written by:
Maxwell Hedman

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