Friend - Fein

He’s a motherfucking senator telling me to live in the real world

We’re almost falling out, I said our water still is plagued, what a fine world

He’s a tyrant-loving elephant, ivory is a worthy commodity

Watching 'em don’t kill again, ladies steal your mind against deities

Hanging on, I barely am

I could use a friend

Not alone, although I am

Would you hold my hand?

If we could love, then we could be friends

If we could love, then we’d all become friends

If we could love, then we could be friends

If we could love, then we’d all become friends

Wants to bottle up minorities, saying we should round up the children

History has got to mean negotiate the right to her body

Hanging on, I barely am

I could use a friend

Not alone, although I am

Would you hold my hand?

If we could love, then we could be friends

If we could love, then we’d all become friends

If we could love, then we could be friends

If we could love, then we’d all become friends