Текст и слова песни Bob Schneider – Suiciday
My friend got shot
All by himself
In the head
Just last week
He narrowly escaped
Growing older like the rest of us will & are
I don't miss him
Very much at all
Cause I have lost the
Ability to feel anything at all
And I've got problems of my own you see
To deal with and you know that I hate you all
My friend got shot
All by himself
In the head
Just last week
All by himself
In the head
Just last week
He narrowly escaped
Growing older like the rest of us will & are
I don't miss him
Very much at all
Cause I have lost the
Ability to feel anything at all
And I've got problems of my own you see
To deal with and you know that I hate you all
My friend got shot
All by himself
In the head
Just last week
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