My Old Friends Songtext
von Hiss Golden Messenger

With my old friends
Solving all the problems of the world
So please fill it up to the top of the cup
Until the night is over

With my old friends
Things ain′t too serious
I'm just another liar with his heart on fire
And they knew me when it started

With my old friends
Every time we look over our shoulders
And the numbers grow fewer
But the stories feel truer
Because we′re the ones that wrote 'em

All my old friends
Well, sometimes I took 'em for granted
I felt the world turning
I had to go out and learn it for myself
Before I could go back again


But my old friends
Don′t mind my transgressions
May I forgive them
The way I′ve been forgiven?

My old friends
So many phases and stages
Haircuts and lovers
Guitars and getting older

It's something to believe in (something to believe in)
It′s something to believe in
It's something to believe in
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It's something to believe in
It′s something to believe in

It's something to believe in
It's something to believe in
It′s something to believe in
It′s something to believe in
It's something to believe in
It′s something to believe in