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letra de thank you for being a friend - corey hanz

[intro]

uh! this for my lost ones
this for my lost ones!
hope to see you again…

[verse 1]

uh
hope to see you next life time
be born in your timeline
cause i can only dream about us sharing a lifestyle together
right now, the weather could strike down a fella
my flight’s bound and held up
and i don’t know if it might drown or let up
maybe we’ll have to wait to where the sight/sound is better
all i know is that i miss
every moment we spent
together in the mix
i will never forget
you, or even your scent
or the way that you vent
grunting just like a kid (i’m done…)
now we looking stupid on opposite sides of the fence
we’ll never do this again
but i want you to know that my feelings will never end
and it’s set into paramount, love you always and forever
i just wanna air it out
i don’t hold onto grudges for long, a fair amount
but we should be able to get along
instead, we gotta move on till said, “allowed”
but —

[hook]

thank you for being a friend
thank you for being a friend
thank you for being a friend

(-giggles-)

and —
i hope to see you again, yeah
i hope to see you again

thank you for being a friend
thank you for being a friend
thank you for being my friend

(-giggles-)

and —
i hope to see you again
i pray to god that i see you again

[verse 2]

miss my buddy, i miss – miss my buddy
felt i’ve been hit in the chest to dismiss the putty
it was morphin’ time to get split quick
my stomach been sick since
it’s funny how this went, stuttering stanely
courting my sixth sense
i was a bit dense, distracted by 10 cents
pieces of silver on the porch was a mint glimpse
god as my witness
i never meant this!
i could’ve fixed it?
but i was relentless
wanted that high from those pills: limitless
tried to claim it for self so no one else could get with
and that was my big trip
couldn’t stay patient enough, should’ve plac-ed my trust
in my matron and up^
now i’m all alone, moping in my bas-m-nt and such
gotta pay the toll: an adult’s wadges — it’s tough
but —

[hook]

[verse 3]

maaaan —
miss my buddy, i miss – miss my buddy
steady punchin’ my lungs
they like, “what’s up with this bub?”
i’m just a sucker for love
i ain’t mean to upset the up and above
we should’ve talked to the judge…
now every time we cross pathways
we smile and cascade
memories back page, bringing up past days
studio tracks made, filling my gas guage
170 p-ssed page, hard to go that way
knowing we at bay, cutting them gr-ss blades
keep thinking what happened between us
the last thang we’ve seen of each other’s
when gina uncovered that stain, deceit with a bad name
but please, don’t be mad
cause in the future we’ll laugh
and tho the pain is a drag —

[hook]

[outro]

word bond
yaherd?!

- corey hanz

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