520 Franklin Street
Jennifer Stanley
Two towers burning at my feet
Too cryptic to be beat oooh
So if I stay
Or if I go
Would you pray for me
To find my lighthouse in the rain?
I'm not religious
But it's the principle
The principle of the thing
Oooh
The thing
Oooh
Three friends together
Blood oaths and big T-shirt's
I slit my palm for you
Oooh
Would you get down on your knees
And sacrifice yourself for me
I've lived a thousand lives for you
Oooh
For you
Ooh
At the end of the day
When darkness comes
Would you drink what's in the vile
Would you go out just for love
And would you leave me to die
If it meant we'd meet again
Or would you tell me I'm out of luck
But you'll always be my friend
Ahhhhh my friend
I don't need anymore fucking friends
Oooh
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