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Old Friends (feat. Sharon Silva)
by John Lowell Anderson
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I kinda hate seein old friends
same old conversations
Yeah i'm still doin music
Tell me how much you're making
But with you it was different
I still think of your old car
It felt new with us in it
Or at least like a fresh start
All your boys being clueless
I guess i'm not one to say much
You took me to that party
We figured out why the frats suck
You know I can't sleep for nothin
Knowing you're back in California
At least when you're on the east coast
I don't mind the insomnia
I wonder that if i was dead
I might get a final answer
how much of this is in my head
And how well did i really know her
I said this would be the last time
That I gave a shit about getting closer
We said that we'd be friends for life
Now I don't know how to say it's over
All over the west side
Pushed away by moonlight
How is it your voice still
Floats around in my room
How does one move forward
When the future was written
Years ago with an old friend
I kinda hate seein old friends
same old conversations
Yeah i'm still doin music
Tell me how much you're making
But with you it was different
I still think of your old car
It felt new with us in it
Or at least like a fresh start
All your boys being clueless
I guess i'm not one to say much
You took me to that party
We figured out why the frats suck
You know I can't sleep for nothin
Knowing you're back in California
At least when you're on the east coast
I don't mind the insomnia
I wonder that if i was dead
I might get a final answer
how much of this is in my head
And how well did i really know her
I said this would be the last time
That I gave a shit about getting closer
We said that we'd be friends for life
Now I don't know how to say it's over
All over the west side
Pushed away by moonlight
How is it your voice still
Floats around in my room
How does one move forward
When the future was written
Years ago with an old friend
