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Just being best friendsSlowly became a trendAnd I pretend this is never going to endI like to admit that I'm fallingFaster than you could ever follow my pulseYou see contrast through those contactsBlack is white and on my right is games and contextForever is just a term for self addressAnd I am just a friend, nothing more or lessI feel that letters would cure this but I'm not sure yet(?( to cure this processI'll slowly swallow this knot in my throat with the hope of successAnd redeeming your (?)God, who would ever expect it, the measures detectedPlease have more self respect, bitchFace to face is one thing, but face to space is cunningThis took off, pastor (?), little legs runningNow your tactics are viral, the future is spirallingAgainst your best instinctsLet's jump a few years ahead and decide who is morally deadBut holding on to this (?) thread (x2)Letras de cancionesJust being best friendsSlowly became a trendAnd I pretend this is never going to endI like to admit that I'm fallingFaster than you could ever follow my pulseYou see contrast through those contactsBlack is white and on my right is games and contextForever is just a term for self addressAnd I am just a friend, nothing more or less From Letras Mania