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Olde Friends Video (MV)




Performed By: Sick Balloons
Length: 2:11
Written by: Sick Balloons




Sick Balloons - Olde Friends Lyrics




Close the door and step into the frame
I know, i know that you've been scouring
You'll build an ark- hysterical and lean
Collect calls and favors tempt
Oh trend, has got the best of me
Stolen from the courtesy
Well old friends turn to faceless agents
All dolled up in leisurely slang
Oh what to do with us?

Send my regards to the misses and all of the family trade
I am not an interest in your remote, revelry change
My oh my how things have frayed
All holed up with tokens to the firing range
When i said i never never never never want to see you again
It was the only lie led astray

You're a loose confederate of blame
Wander trusting stall and spent
Failure-safe and curtain back the flame
I know, i know that you've been wondering
How old friends, they fold like new design
Kindled form and trim retort
Spike the punch
And designate a troubadour to wear all of your intent

Send my regards to the misses and all of the family trade
I am not an interest in your remote, revelry change
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Close the door and step into the frame
I know, i know that you've been scouring
You'll build an ark- hysterical and lean
Collect calls and favors tempt
Oh trend, has got the best of me
Stolen from the courtesy
Well old friends turn to faceless agents
All dolled up in leisurely slang
Oh what to do with us?

Send my regards to the misses and all of the family trade
I am not an interest in your remote, revelry change
My oh my how things have frayed
All holed up with tokens to the firing range
When i said i never never never never want to see you again
It was the only lie led astray

You're a loose confederate of blame
Wander trusting stall and spent
Failure-safe and curtain back the flame
I know, i know that you've been wondering
How old friends, they fold like new design
Kindled form and trim retort
Spike the punch
And designate a troubadour to wear all of your intent

Send my regards to the misses and all of the family trade
I am not an interest in your remote, revelry change
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Writer: Sick Balloons
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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