The walls close in as the wounds hurt
The world attacks and I eat dirt
I look ahead and then I see
A girl who helps the pain in me
When I'm knocked down, she blocks the kick
She my cure for when I'm sick
When I'm blind, she helps me turn
She's the lesson I'll never learn
She is the meaning of a true friend
She been there without end
She scribbles out the pain in me
She the way a friend should be
The burn from the tears in my eyes
She fights it down until it dies
She's the other voice on the phone
Telling me that I'm not alone
There's no way to pay her back
But to stand strong as the gun goes "crack"
I'll be her army that stands by her side
While all the others run and hide
She is the meaning of a true friend
She been there without end
She scribbles out the pain in me
She the way a friend should be
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