I haven't seen my friends
In these past couple of weeks
I haven't talked to them
Or at least they haven't talked to me
I haven't stepped outside without breaking a heavy sweat
'Cause the sun makes it hard to breathe
And the people make it hard to forget
That I'm all alone
I'm rotting away at home
I can't give anyone a call
Without hoping they don't pick up at all
What would I even say?
I've been running out of ways to last a day
And I've been wondering
What they've been up to all this time
'Cause they've all got their own lives
And who knows what I've been doing with mine
Stuck here on my own
Left here to piss and moan
And I've got no one else to blame but me
Who's the one that's got nowhere to else be
I cherish all my friends
Lord knows how I ever got them
In the end, it's been real fun
Sometimes great and sometimes lonesome
What would I even say?
I've been running out of chords to play
They could meet new people, leave me behind
But goddamn if we didn't have a good time
The real joke's on them
I was a huge waste of time in the end
credits
from The Real Zone,
released September 1, 2023
violinperson - violin
red - bass, drums
yacess - trumpet
lo - trombone
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