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I miss my friends, my old school friendsThe ones that I've known all my lifeI spent so long pushing their love awayNow it cuts and it bitesI had this dream that I saw all of themAnd we talked but we knew that we'd changedSome had seen money and some had seen deathBut none of them were the sameI want 'em back, I want 'em backI want to feel their love againI want 'em back, I want 'em backI want to be with my old friendsI can't forget getting drunk in the woodsWith some liquor stolen from the market shelfI drank a whole plastic Cherry Coke bottle full of wineAnd I thought I'd killed myselfI want 'em back, I want 'em backI want to feel their love againI want 'em back, I want 'em backI want to be with my old friendsKissing the same girlsSongtexteTaking their sweet pearlsAnd giving ours away at the same timeMan I turned each memory into this perfect summertimeI know they're there, I know whereI can see their faces every dayAll these pixel pictures, I studied them like scripturesAnd I still feel so far awayI want 'em back, I want 'em backI want to feel their love againI want 'em back, I want 'em backI want to be with my old friends Aus Songtexte Mania