All My Friends

Tell me, if I come do i ever get to go?

Or will you just break down and cry

God bless your soul

When everbody sees we're growing cold

But you don't know

That lately, i've been unable to hold down all the air

And i know i always swore i'd never swear

But i'm growing so damn tired of getting old

And getting cold, God bless my soul

All my friends are telling me

Everything that i could be

And i just smile, but secretly

I think i'm starting to believe

I'm gonna make it out of here

Give me intoxication over sobriety

Give me proof of everything that you believe

I really don't appreciate you preaching to me

Can't you see?

Oh, you'll see that i'm more that just a waste of given space

Or a rejection of your offer of some grace

Cause i know that there's a time and there's a place for me

And i can see

That all my friends are telling me

Everything that i should be

So i just smile, but secretly

I know i'm starting to believe

I'm gonna make it out of here

Girl i swear to you i'll never let them tear my soul out

Try as though they may they'll surely fail without a doubt

Looking back we'll wonder what we were so sad about

The best days of our lives pass by before we figure out

That all my friends believe in me

And everything i'm gonna be

So we just smile, and we start to sing

To anyone and everything

We're gonna make it out

We're gonna make it out

We're gonna make it out

Oh, we've gotta make it out of here