Heads bowed, hands clutched, bottles gone, Heavens up
Smiles come through, though my eyes might cry
When they reminisce over you, my God"
"Round here we lose best friends like every week,
I like to think we playin' a long game of hide and go seek."
I like to think we playin' a long game of hide and go seek."
It's okay dude! Real friends stay man!
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