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All my friends will die in one day—on my day
All my friends will die in one day—on my day
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Intro
All my friends will die in one day—on my day,
We listen to music, forgive what you can’t forget,
Music is here, bending her ear.
Trust is only real when there’s no need for trust,
We walk a path of a thousand dreams,
Searching still for reality.
All my friends will die in one day—on my day,
Music wants to hear us play,
Forgive what you can’t forget,
Yes, the music is listening.
Verse 1
There’s a bend in the road where the eye won’t go,
A place the night might know.
Not in its length, not the breadth—
The Journey Place we don’t command.
Verse 2
In the stillness between each beat, each breath,
I felt a door open wide to depth.
Not bound by walls, nor held by stone,
A place that feels like whispered tones.
Chorus
Oh, I’m drifting down through curves and lines,
Past all drawn marks, our own designs.
Time folds its arms around my skin,
Here where the river bends me.
Instrumental
Bridge
What lies beyond, past the rim,
Where old rules break and the light turns dim?
The world sighs, a gentle flow,
On paths only dreamers know.
Chant
Dope Tribe, Dope Tribe, Dope Tribe,
Buy this Vibe, Buy crime to buy ,Vibe, ,kVibe crime to Buy—
Vibe, Vibe, Vibe.
Instrumental
Verse 3
So tell me, friend, have you seen it too?
That thread of light that winds us through.
A line we trace with open hands,
In the quiet where the river stands.
Chorus
Oh, I’m drifting down through curves and lines,
Past all drawn marks, our own designs.
Time folds its arms around my skin,
Here where the river bends me.
Instrumental
Repeat Verse 3
So tell me, friend, have you seen it too?
That thread of light that winds us through.
A line we trace with open hands,
In the quiet where the river stands.
Chorus
Oh, I’m drifting down through curves and lines,
Past all drawn marks, our own designs.
Time folds its arms around my skin,
Here where the river bends me.
So follow close, if you dare, or roam,
Beyond the edge of all we’ve known.
The world’s a breath, a turning wave,
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