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At the Drive-In - Ebroglio lyrics
I had a friend who died For something he really loved I had a friend who stood For none of the above I had a friend whose experience Was riddled with scars Who got drunk one night In the trunk of louie p.'s car I had a friend who'd love to scare you As was his affections And tremble you did 'cause you weren't worthy of his friendship I had a friend, but now He's stranded on the Mesa st. exit And sometimes I'm jealous 'Cause I'm still at the intersection I had a friend whose heart was too heavy to hold Yes there's blood on the median Like a boat without oars Duct tape the cross on the brown colored box Single file line on the unpaved road They tipped their hats, respect for the dead In Juarez, Mexico, where they buried my friend There are no words to express The loss I feel since you've been away You made this typical sad song A physical classroom Where I learned nothing Just flashes of your face x2 and my solution is It's all a facade x3 And nothing really matters now x4 He's stranded somewhere on the Mesa St. exit And sometimes I'm jealous waiting at the intersection His heart was too heavy to hold Yes there's blood on the median Like a boat without oars I had a friend who's heart was too heavy to hold Too heavy to hold. And it's so heavy to hold, Yes there's blood on median Like a boat without oars Like a boat, without oars It's all a facade x3 And nothing really matters now x4 He's stranded somewhere on the Mesa St. exit And sometimes I'm jealous waiting at the intersection |
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