Just What I Feel - Hotel Books

You were the best of friends

Who have the worst intents

Was she calling?

Was she calling?

You were the best of friends

Who have the worst intents

Was she calling?

Was she calling out?

You live for confidence

Well, I can confidently say

That we’ll find a bright future if we can just find some better days

'Cause I want something I know that you cannot give, a sense of clarity

Certainty were certainly no memory of the truth we knew before we found it

would mean everything

I wish I knew how to give something that I never got

I wish I knew how to love you and not hate myself a lot

And now it’s just a fading memory to keep these demons at bay

You were the best of friends

Who have the worst intents

Was she calling?

Was she calling?

You were the best of friends

Who have the worst intents

Was she calling?

Was she calling out?

All I ask is that you know yourself and feel hope without chasing after a

shadow of a doubt

And we’ll scream out loud to live in a cloud of confusion

It’s abusive to live life just to avoid pain

But put in a corner, an emotional hoarder

It feels more like a game to jump to conclusions

When was the last time you chased after pleasure?

When you talk to yourself about the future, and not just the weather?

Where you can find a vapid way to put it into practice, without feeling so

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You were the best of friends

Who have the worst intents

Was she calling?

Was she calling?

You were the best of friends

Who have the worst intents

Was she calling?

Was she calling out?