A Song About A Friend

[Intro]

Slug: "I didn't say nothin'."

Girl: "What?"

Slug: "I didn't say nothin'.'"

Girl: "Yes you did."

Slug: "No I didn't."

Girl: "No you didn't say anything, you just looked at me funny like I'm some sort of fucking freak."

Slug: "I didn't look at you."

Girl: "Yeah, you looked at me."

Slug: "No."

Girl: "Yeah, you fucking did."

Slug: "What do you mean, freak?"

Who's this one about? Who's this one about?

[Verse 1]

These headphones keep me from rememberin' (rememberin')

Also guilty of letting me not forget (also guilty)

What type of harvest will September bring? (beckoning)

Everyone to put him to that test (Somebody please kill me)

I've got a sickness, it feels like love

It's not contagious, take off the gloves

Drop your defenses, apply a coat of perfect

I'll form the sentences you try to interpret

It'd all be so simple if I was rich (But I'm not)

But I'm not so I compensate with thought (I got a lot)

I got a lot of nothin' that you need to know (Ay yo)

You would think he wasn't aware of the glow (Where'd you go?)

Swimmin' in a bottle of imposters

Losin' my ground in the name of takin' it farther

We can thumb wrestle or we can make a daughter

I thought it was supposed to get easier when you worked harder

Stole the city, I still feel helpless

Baited the hook and caught me a selfish

I'm gonna gut it, clean it, cook it, feed it to a she

And see if I can get her to need me

[Chorus]

And now I'm standin' at the bottom of the steps

And if I tilt my head a little I can look up her dress

And I'm willin' to bet that she'd move if she knew

So I'ma tap her on the shoulder, I'ma give her a clue

Standin' at the bottom of the steps

And if I tilt my head a little I can look up her dress

And I'm willin' to bet that she'd move if she knew

So I'mma tap her on the shoulder, I'mma give her a clue

[Verse 2]

All it takes is a stroll down the street

A pro and he greets a new soul he'd like to meet

Showed you the beating of the artery he keeps on the end of his sleeve

As he pretends he can breathe

Lend me a piece of your superiority

I feel alone on this mission, I'm wishin' there was more of me

A pair of me, apparently I'm a parasite caught inside a paradox

A paradise, a parody, the hair police have got what you need

For you to get over me and move on with Godspeed

I'd let it all go and break eggs for a livin'

If I wasn't so conditioned to just take what I'm given

Get it, got it, catch it, caught it, and lost it

Yet I can't stop it, it's embedded in my optics

Plus the frustration is a product of the gossip

If you can't walk away can you at least change the topic?

Overextended the amount of time allotted

Broke the engine, I don't know, cracked the block

Now I'm standin' at this gravel roadside festival

And I ain't tryin' to move cause this view is incredible

[Chorus]

Standin' at the bottom of the steps

And if I tilt my head a little I can look up her dress

And I'm willin' to bet that she'd move if she knew

So I'mma tap her on the shoulder, I'mma give her a clue

Standin' at the bottom of the steps

And if I tilt my head a little I can look up her dress

And I'm willin' to bet that she'd move if she knew

So I'mma tap her on the shoulder, I'mma give her a clue

[Verse 3]

Fall in love with all of she (Fall in love with all of she)

Hasn't stopped callin' me (Hasn't stopped callin' me)

Message in a bottle (There's a message in a bottle)

And I stepped inside a pothole (I stepped inside a pothole)

Somehow forgot my name (Somehow forgot my name)

Blew out the flame (She blew out the flame)

A means to an end (A means to an end)

Can't even be friends, it's a song about a friend

She's still in my dreams (She steals all my dreams)

Angel spread your wings (Angel spread your wings)

Tryin' to comprehend (I'm still tryin' to comprehend)

Can't even be friends, it's a song about a friend

[Outro]

All together...(Crowd: WHOOO!)

Smile while you do that shit, you know what I'm saying?

Cause like some of ya'll, if you ain't smilin' you're ugly I swear to God

Alright,  some mean mugs

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