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*** Not My Friend - Norah Jones
Help Me Breathe,
Help Me Believe,
You Seem Really Glad That I Am Sad.
You Are Not My Friend,
I Cannot Pretend That You Are.
You Made It Sting,
Your Voice Is Ringing,
Just Like The Boys Who Laughed At Me In School.
You Are Not My Friend,
I Cannot Pretend Anymore.
You Found A Place,
No One Should Ever Go.
I'll Be Ok,
'cause When I Back Away,
I'm Gonna Keep The Handle Of Your Gun In Sight.
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