Requiem for a Best Friend
de Peter Finger
Thought I could fake this thing alright
Thought it could somehow get me by
Watching the doctors as they slide
Needles into my eye
Thought I could finally get around
Laughable symptoms keep me down
Faces I see all keep me blind
And now they're redemption's mine
Now that I can't exchange actions for words
Now that I found these inside fears the worst
Now that I know there's no place left to hide
Can I become all I thought I might
As the leaders who follow the path of whoever was standing round them
Call to say what I'm missing and into a detail they always go
Don't believe them but offer condolences under the circumstances
All too often I'm missing the spirit to fit in so call me out
Thought I could soundly sleep tonight
Positive clear and breathing right
Panic attacks, panic attacks me now
Seems like a fair redemption
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