1.Kicks
I miss the friends I had.
They're no longer mine.
I figured out a speech to tell them I was wrong.
About a few too many things.
About a few too many words.
I miss the friends I had.
But they're no longer mine.
I wish that I could be.
The people I dismissed.
I'll respect the enemy, conflicts ain't that hard.
Did I push too hard ？
Did I play against you ？
I miss the times we had.
But you're no longer here.
I still want to feel the kicks.
But it all just comes apart.
And I wish I could make it right with a brotherly handshake.
And I still want to feel the kicks.
But the future is coming up.
And If god protects my soul I shouldn't be this low.
All my dreams can wait…
I have things on my troubled mind.
I cannot forget what we had.
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