Nothing feels better than hugging my friends
Even the ones who've got knives to my neck
And if I fall, they won't pick me up unless
I have something in my hands, just for them
Nothing hurts more than dying from a friend
Especially the ones who've got knives to my neck
And when I stop breathing, they'll push me down
Right into a lake, so they make sure i drown
Nothing feels better than hugging my my friends
Even the ones who've got knives to my neck
And if I fall, they won't pick me up unless
I have something in my hands, just for them
But what if they kill me, and I don't come back?
Will somebody notice when I don't come to class?
Will I be remembered as the one who couldn't stand it?
Or will I be forgotten, because I never stood up to it?
It's getting cold in my mental prison
And i'll guess i'll skip class to stand around the smoke heads
Am i cool yet? if I give you my dads cigarettes
But please don't let it become a habit
Nothing feels better than hugging all my friends
Even the ones who've got a knife to my neck
And if I fall, they won't pick me up unless
I beg and I plead, and promise to do everything for them
I get on my knees, and do anything for them
I beg and I plead, and do everything for them
Damien Essenburg - Hugging My Friends Lyrics
Damien Essenburg - Hugging My Friends Lyrics
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Nothing feels better than hugging my friends
Even the ones who've got knives to my neck
And if I fall, they won't pick me up unless
I have something in my hands, just for them
Nothing hurts more than dying from a friend
Especially the ones who've got knives to my neck
And when I stop breathing, they'll push me down
Right into a lake, so they make sure i drown
Nothing feels better than hugging my my friends
Even the ones who've got knives to my neck
And if I fall, they won't pick me up unless
I have something in my hands, just for them
But what if they kill me, and I don't come back?
Will somebody notice when I don't come to class?
Will I be remembered as the one who couldn't stand it?
Or will I be forgotten, because I never stood up to it?
It's getting cold in my mental prison
And i'll guess i'll skip class to stand around the smoke heads
Am i cool yet? if I give you my dads cigarettes
But please don't let it become a habit
Nothing feels better than hugging all my friends
Even the ones who've got a knife to my neck
And if I fall, they won't pick me up unless
I beg and I plead, and promise to do everything for them
I get on my knees, and do anything for them
I beg and I plead, and do everything for them
Even the ones who've got knives to my neck
And if I fall, they won't pick me up unless
I have something in my hands, just for them
Nothing hurts more than dying from a friend
Especially the ones who've got knives to my neck
And when I stop breathing, they'll push me down
Right into a lake, so they make sure i drown
Nothing feels better than hugging my my friends
Even the ones who've got knives to my neck
And if I fall, they won't pick me up unless
I have something in my hands, just for them
But what if they kill me, and I don't come back?
Will somebody notice when I don't come to class?
Will I be remembered as the one who couldn't stand it?
Or will I be forgotten, because I never stood up to it?
It's getting cold in my mental prison
And i'll guess i'll skip class to stand around the smoke heads
Am i cool yet? if I give you my dads cigarettes
But please don't let it become a habit
Nothing feels better than hugging all my friends
Even the ones who've got a knife to my neck
And if I fall, they won't pick me up unless
I beg and I plead, and promise to do everything for them
I get on my knees, and do anything for them
I beg and I plead, and do everything for them
Writer: Damien Essenburg
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