True Friends - Bring Me The Horizon

True friend like taneisha and joany And siddy, Or selena, nady alicia and chucky Baby dem a nuh you friend When dem ready dem siddung and chat you True friend, show me Shi naw talk your life story Naw try fi tek you man Are grudge you for your looks True friend, and when you re down she comforts you Tell you your beautiful and how your heart is good (But you have some a dem) Tell bare lie paw you But anything she seh you do She did it to Badmind fi the wardrobe And a you dancehall style and yo business look When you see that girl Tell her bitch kneel down and kiss this foot Frenny-poo, sissy-poo Some a dem a winnie-poo True friend, show me Shi naw talk your life story Naw try fi tek you man Are grudge you for your looks True friend, and when you re down she comforts you Tell you your beautiful and how your heart is good (But you have some a dem) Some a dem a some badmind friend Some a dem a some grudgeful friend Some a dem a some crosses friend Cut dem off gyal crosses dem Some a dem a tek weh you man friend Some a dem a beg you a grand friend Some a dem a just hold down friend (Get rid a dem) True friend, show me Shi naw talk your life story Naw try fi tek you man Are grudge you for your looks True friend, and when you re down she comforts you Tell you your beautiful and how your heart is good (But you have some a dem) True friend, true friend, true. True friend, true friend, true friend True... Baby dem a nuh friend When dem ready dem siddung and chat you True friend, show me Shi naw talk your life story Naw try fi tek you man Are grudge you for your looks True friend, and when you re down she comforts you Tell you your beautiful and how your heart is good.

Breathe, cold, another bad dream Got mud on my face but I can't get clean Feel, hope, but I rip at the seems If I can't get you away from me Taking showers every hour and I choke on steam Writing on the mirrors and the space between All so tall, it broke the fourth wall Guess my fairy tale had a few plot holes Breathe, cold, another bad dream (Another bad dream, another bad dream) Breathe, cold, another bad dream (Another bad dream, another bad dream) Breathe, cold, another bad dream (Another bad dream, another bad dream Another bad dream, another bad dream Another bad dream, another bad dream) Breathe, cold, another bad dream Got mud on my face that I can't get clean Feel, hope, but I rip at the seems If I can't get you away from me Taking showers every hour and I choke on steam Writing on the mirrors and the space between All so tall, it broke the fourth wall Guess my fairy tale had a few plot holes