I hope you get well soon, my starving friend

this is the lyrics in case they're too blurry 

i hope you get well soon, my starving friend. 
i should’ve stopped & said goodbye, but i woulda never left. 
still i hope this street won’t see you or me again.
this is not what i thought i meant. 
i hope you get well soon, my friend. 

& yeah, fuck the system, fuck the sickness, but i don’t think we ever really even made a dent. 
nodding off on the slow walk to hit the doomsday clocks reset. 
or asleep at the dead end, torn pieces of sky straddling the fence.
do they still? i hope you don’t know. i hope you left. 
i hope you get well soon, my friend. 

i coulda swore i passed you by on the cracked pavement. 
just like they did to us when we was bumming change & cigarettes. 
but if you see me on this street again, please pretend you didn’t. 
so sick of seeing friends all fall or walk in to a shared grave in a page of statistics. 
i always hoped they would come up again. people just don’t bring them up again. 
i hope you get well soon my friend. i hope you come up again.

get well soon my friend

just trying to make dr. steve brule proud

sorry it’s all blown out & fucked up

for some reason i’m @crowingabout on insta

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