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fr13nd - thrift store keyboard lyrics

baby, you’re like a haunted mansion
i’m on the west wing, and i look for you
trying to find you like broken pieces
like a box that releases ghosts in the building
your words are strange fragments
and i’m left to decipher the meanings
and i was left from the moment i was born
alone to learn how to deal with sh+t myself

i’ve got too many bottles around my room
i can’t be bothered to throw them away
and i’m so scared of a future
where i remain isolated
hiding in your shadows forevеr
waiting for something that i cannot have

smashing the kеys on this thrift store keyboard
i found it and i thought i could play you a song
it was so f+cking broken, the keys never worked
so i threw it away and then i cried again
and i would say to myself “it’s just a keyboard”
it’s just a keyboard, it’s just a keyboard
dry your eyes and get off your bed
cause you know d+mn well that it’s just a keyboard

but i’m trying to stop thinking so much
cause living’s easy when your brain’s shut off

and i’m so scared of a future
where i remain isolated
hiding in your shadows forever
waiting for something that i cannot have
under this garbage pile
could be salvageable pieces, i am sure
but baby, you gotta be looking with me
for this garbage fire to work
and i guess i was late to the party
cause i stayed back here for you
waiting to see your face
sat alone at a table for two
and you said, you were crying over him
and i said, i hope things get better
and you said, you were crying over him
and i said, i hope things get better for you

it’s not just a keyboard
it’s not just a keyboard
it’s not just a keyboard
it’s not just a keyboard

- fr13nd lyrics

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