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i had a friend who died<br />for something he really loved<br />i had a friend who stood<br />for none of the above<br />i had a friend whose experience<br />was riddled with scars<br />who got drunk one night<br />in the trunk of louie p.'s car<br />i had a friend who'd love to scare you<br />as was his affection<br />and tremble you did<br />'cause you weren't worthy of his friendship<br />i had a friend, but now<br />he's stranded on the mesa street exit<br />and sometimes i'm jealous<br />'cause i'm still at the intersection<br />i had a friend whose heart was too heavy to hold<br />yes there's blood on the median<br />like a boat without oars<br /><br />duct tape the cross on the brown colored box<br />single file line on the unpaved road<br />they tipped their hats, respect for the dead<br />in juarez, mexico is where they buried my friend<br /><br />there are no words to express<br />the loss i feel since you've been away<br />you made this typical sad song<br />a physical classroom<br />where i learned nothing<br />just flashes of your face<br /><br />it's all a facade and nothing really matters now<br />he's stranded somewhere on the mesa street exit<br />and sometimes i'm jealous waiting at the intersection<br /><br />i had a friend whose heart was too heavy to hold<br />yes there's blood on the median like a boat without oars<br /><br />it's all a facade, and nothing really matters now
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i had a friend who died<br />for something he really loved<br />i had a friend who stood<br />for none of the above<br />i had a friend whose experience<br />was riddled with scars<br />who got drunk one night<br />in the trunk of louie p.'s car<br />i had a friend who'd love to scare you<br />as was his affection<br />and tremble you did<br />'cause you weren't worthy of his friendship<br />i had a friend, but now<br />he's stranded on the mesa street exit<br />and sometimes i'm jealous<br />'cause i'm still at the intersection<br />i had a friend whose heart was too heavy to hold<br />yes there's blood on the median<br />like a boat without oars<br /><br />duct tape the cross on the brown colored box<br />single file line on the unpaved road<br />they tipped their hats, respect for the dead<br />in juarez, mexico is where they buried my friend<br /><br />there are no words to express<br />the loss i feel since you've been away<br />you made this typical sad song<br />a physical classroom<br />where i learned nothing<br />just flashes of your face<br /><br />it's all a facade and nothing really matters now<br />he's stranded somewhere on the mesa street exit<br />and sometimes i'm jealous waiting at the intersection<br /><br />i had a friend whose heart was too heavy to hold<br />yes there's blood on the median like a boat without oars<br /><br />it's all a facade, and nothing really matters now
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