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Fashioncore '88

Weekend Nachos
we were once like brothers
but life got in the way
now I look at you
and I have nothing to say
differences aside
we could've worked it all out
but apparently you'll never
understand what i'm about
you could write a
bullshit crybaby song
or you could say it
to my fucking face
never on my side
always full of lies
this is where it ends
fucking die
old friends don't mean shit