Buckcherry - My Friend [Acoustic] [*][Version] Lyrics
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My Friend [Acoustic] [*][Version]
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What Are The Lyrics For My Friend [Acoustic] [*][Version] By Buckcherry?
Since I was a young man I've doing what I can
To escape the mental torture of my past I have changed all my beliefs But nothing seems to last I need compassion, I need some patience I need a friend Do you want to be my friend? Are you holding back again? Your confessions are my sins The war inside me has to end Summer's fading and I am too I wish I was somewhere else I feel out of place Wasting time spent by myself Hotel rooms and solitude And the songs left in my head It's all I know but right now Baby, I need a friend Do you want to be my friend? Are you holding back again? Your confessions are my sins The war inside me has to end Do you want to be my friend? I've been found out, I can't pretend It won't stop 'til I begin So do you want to be my friend? Somebody told me today Somebody said I might find my way to you That I might find my way to you That I might find my way to you Somebody told me today Somebody said I might find my way to you That I might find my way to you That I might find my way to you Do you want to be my friend? Are you holding back again? Your confessions are my sins The war inside me has to end |
Who Wrote My Friend [Acoustic] [*][Version] By Buckcherry?
James H. Iv Ashhurst, Jimmy Ashhurst, Joshua Todd, Keith Nelson, Keith Edward Nelson
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What's The Duration Of The My Friend [Acoustic] [*][Version] By Buckcherry?The duration of My Friend [Acoustic] [*][Version] is 3:58 minutes and seconds. |
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