High Holy Days

High Holy Days - All My Real Friends songtekst

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See, Believe, Forget me, My playful thoughts contrive,

Nights concede to reckless versions of myself,

All my real friends gather stay my wanting for a shield,

I can't see you real, All I hate and all I fear,

I bring it back to you, Do you feel it,

The night is gone and all we get, A picture for a poem, And we lose her,

A ledged talk and I can't stop,

I'm falling through the gates, Of resentment,

Mine, sworn to think in contrast to what we really are,

Pleased, Hiding thoughts, Life is lost, My turn at hope transpires,

All my real friends gather for their chances too receive, I can't see you real,

All I hate and all I fear, I bring it back to you, Do you feel it,

The night is gone and all we get, A picture for a poem, And we lose her

A ledged talk and I can't stop,

I'm falling through the gates, Of resentment,

Bad news on the doorstep, I want to put it away,

Real words escape me,

I can't name it, All I hate and all I fear, I bring it back to you, Do you feel it,

The night is gone and all we get, a picture for a poem, And we lose her,



All I fear and all I hate I bring it back too you, All my real friends
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