This is about fake friends.
When you were down, I was your only friend
Your blood Tears rolled down your face
I uplifted your spirits, delayed your end
Too much pain, ready to leave this place
This cruel world was too much for you
You saw hell before our discussed end
Feeling your pain, I helped you through
I was glad to be called your friend
I gave you advice, clothes, food, and money
You thanked me from your bleeding heart
You laughed at my jokes, when not funny
I didn’t know that you was fake from start
Now that you are back on top again
Your black ice heart is cold
I know I wasn’t really your friend
Just used by the one with no soul
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