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I would like one second shotat hanging on to a friend I lostI'd assumethe very worstwhen he tried to hold waterwhen my bubble burstnow it seemswe've grown a treeall ascending but pretendingto beanything but what is in my rootsOh, if I had my very own waythey would tie my down hold me at bayI'd insist my tung be tiedso that he could say anything that he'd likelike the devil got mewith a rock and hoebut you still hear god when I bear my soulwhere were you when my bubble burstWhere are youare youWoah-ah-ah-ah-aha twist a tides and nothingstuck here with no storm toLetras de cancionesfly on, fly onWoah-woah-ohYou up and diedit was nobig surpriseit was nobig surpriseit hurt thoughOh if I hadone pray to prayI would ask for a second resurrection dayLazarus in a band tee-shirtor a time capsule that we dug up from the dirtLike the devil got me with the drugs I tookbut I still got my words from the good, good bookoh, where were you when my bubble burstWhere are youare youWoah-ah-ah-ah-aha twist a tides and nothingstuck here with no storm tofly on, fly onWoah-woah-ohYou up and diedit was nobig surpriseit was nobig surpriseit hurt though-oh-ohWoah-oh-woah-ohWoah-oh-oh-ohI would like a second shotat hanging on to a friend I lost From Letras Mania