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I hope I never have to use the word «friend» again,

It’s the same old slap in the face set in motion,

Ah fuck this place,

Again I’ve met the end don’t tell me what is left

There’s nothing but a box of pictures I refuse to open

They may cause resent

You know I really don’t miss a thing

You know I really don’t miss a thing

It’s no struggle to confront now 'cause what’s said is said

And what’s done is done

A crude emotion set in forward pace

Get this message straight now 'cause I’m sick as shit

I’ve got no room for impatience

The bet was set

You know I really don’t miss a thing

You know I really don’t miss a thing

Just sometimes the rain is warm in winter

Where the clouds part everything is clear

When I play the card I dealt the ice will warm and melt

And I don’t think I’ll care

Fuck all them here

No one will care

There’s nothing wrong at all with spending time alone

No!

And if I ever have to use the word «friend» again

Don’t question, slap my face, there’s no devotion

Played and betrayed

And if there are no starts then there’ll be no more ends

Just another stop treated careless,

To add to the list

But sometimes the rain is warm in winter

Where the clouds part everything is clear

When I play the card I dealt the ice will warm and melt

And I don’t think I’ll care

Fuck all them here

No, I won’t care…