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A Friend Of Mine

 

A Friend Of Mine

(album: Vale - 2008)


He called himself a friend of mine
All he did was digging in the dirt
He called himself a friend all the time
I didn't believe in any word

All of the lies and the spite you believe in
Poisons your mind makes you blind for the true relief

He called himself a man of the mind
All he did was waste all of our time
Truly he was the blindest of the blind
Another sample of a growing kind

All of the lies and the spite you believe in
Poisons your mind makes you blind for the true relief

And as he fell he lordly closes his eyes
As always waiting for the one
Some helping hand a friend of his lies
But this time there was another outcome
When he got up on his knees again
Crying for help like a little child
He raised his head and took around
Completely alone but still running wild

All of the lies and the spite you believe in
Poisons your mind makes you blind for the true relief

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