Looked to my old friend
I punched him square in the jaw
Said I don't know him
And everybody saw
Yeah, peace and love works
Until their words hurt
Until your knees shake
Until your dreams burn
Became a doormat
Rather be fodder than fed
I ascertained that
Nobody cared what I said
Yeah, slow to speak works
Until their words hurt
Until your knees shake
Until the world burns
Never pretend to know the end
See me
Living the way I used to say would kill me
Never pretend to know the end, see me
Living the way I used to would kill me
I miss my old friend
We grew up out of the blood
And every year or so
We talk about how we must
Must've been tired
To've snapped back then
Now we don't have to think the same way to
Call each other friend
Friend Video (MV)
Performed By: HouseTreeHouse
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: ISHMAEL THOMPSON, JAVION DAVIS, WAQAAR FRANCIS
HouseTreeHouse - Friend Lyrics
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Looked to my old friend
I punched him square in the jaw
Said I don't know him
And everybody saw
Yeah, peace and love works
Until their words hurt
Until your knees shake
Until your dreams burn
Became a doormat
Rather be fodder than fed
I ascertained that
Nobody cared what I said
Yeah, slow to speak works
Until their words hurt
Until your knees shake
Until the world burns
Never pretend to know the end
See me
Living the way I used to say would kill me
Never pretend to know the end, see me
Living the way I used to would kill me
I miss my old friend
We grew up out of the blood
And every year or so
We talk about how we must
Must've been tired
To've snapped back then
Now we don't have to think the same way to
Call each other friend
I punched him square in the jaw
Said I don't know him
And everybody saw
Yeah, peace and love works
Until their words hurt
Until your knees shake
Until your dreams burn
Became a doormat
Rather be fodder than fed
I ascertained that
Nobody cared what I said
Yeah, slow to speak works
Until their words hurt
Until your knees shake
Until the world burns
Never pretend to know the end
See me
Living the way I used to say would kill me
Never pretend to know the end, see me
Living the way I used to would kill me
I miss my old friend
We grew up out of the blood
And every year or so
We talk about how we must
Must've been tired
To've snapped back then
Now we don't have to think the same way to
Call each other friend
Writer: ISHMAEL THOMPSON, JAVION DAVIS, WAQAAR FRANCIS
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Copyright: Lyrics © ELITE EMBASSY, Royalty Network, O/B/O DistroKid