Real Friends

Real Friends

Floorboards
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Intro: 
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You said I didn't cry out to the clouds for nothing 
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You told me everything eventually works out 
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That's what I'll keep telling myself 

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I don't wanna be 
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jealous of the trees next to my neighbor's garage anymore 
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I'll just lie in the mess I made 

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Don't let me fall off the edge and break down 
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Try not to forget everything I said 

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Just another week 
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and I'll pick myself up off my bony knees 
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I guess it took a year to realize that what I had was 
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Everything I needed to feel okay 
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But still I've got these sleepy eyes 
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That have seen too much for me to handle 

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I'm not gonna lie 
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My skin and bones have seen some better days 
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Thirty pounds ago seemed like  
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a more stable place to stay 

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I'm not gonna lie 
My skin and bones have seen some better days 
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I'm not gonna lie 
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My skin and bones have seen some better days 

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Just another week 
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and I'll pick myself up off my bony knees 
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I guess it took a year to realize that what I had was 
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Everything I needed to feel okay 
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But still I've got these sleepy eyes 
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That have seen too much for me to handle 

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There's no point to the floorboards in my house 
Nothing feels right 
And I can't stand up without you 
Nothing feels right 

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Just another week 
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and I'll pick myself up off my bony knees 
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I guess it took a year to realize that what I had was 
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Everything I needed to feel okay 
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But still I've got these sleepy eyes 
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That have seen too much for me to handle 
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Enviado por: Deivid Cavalcanti

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