Band of Beards
Buddy Was an Elf
as time goes onwe talkI feel more out of placeyou are not the same friend I metbut you're the same facehow could I ever predictthings would develop like thismore and more I'm getting the feeling that...something is wronggood intentions are goneI don't belong, I don't belongthere is no unitythere is just you and mepart of this fucked up scenecreated by selfish perception of successdespite our brothers' needsthe individual desire for complete authoritywe're getting older and colderdigging chips into our shouldersthe air is getting stale find me an exit please(etc...)
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