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High Holy Days

All My Real Friends

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ALL MY REAL FRIENDSSee, believe, forget meMy playful thoughts contriveNights concede to recklessVersions of myselfAll my real friends gatherStay my wanting for a shieldI can`t see you realAll I hate and all I fearI bring it back to you, do you feel itThe night is gone and all we getA picture for a poem, and we lose herAlledged talk and I can`t stopI`m falling through the gates of resentmentMine is sworn to thinkIn contrast of what we really arePlease, hiding thoughtsLife is lostMy turn at hope transpiresAll my real friends gatherFor their chances to receiveI can`t see you realCHORUSBad news on the doorstepI want to put it awayAnd I feel like I`m hopeless lostIn this hostile spaceReal words escape me, I can`t name itCHORUS

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