
All My Friends (Are Dead Ends)
pop edm, synthwave, weirdcore, edm
Brado with the face for radio·3:22

3:22
All My Friends (Are Dead Ends)
pop edm, synthwave, weirdcore, edm
Creator: Brado with the face for radioRelease Date: March 7, 2025
Lyrics
[Intro]
All My Friends (Are Dead Ends)
[Verse 1]
I have a mind like a Concorde dream...
High and supersonic, in the stream...
I hit the ground harder than most...
Three little birds still sing, but I'm jammin' toast...
[Verse 2]
I move in circles, I speak in code...
Drawing maps to a spork in the road...
I saw the ending before we met...
Your sight warm, your tits a threat...
[Chorus]
And all my friends are right...
And all my friends are dead ends...
I call their names at night...
But that silence is the only friend...
[Verse 3]
You filled your room with blue balloons...
Said, “I like you,” then left too soon...
I spent my time just chasing trends...
But was always left with dead ends...
[Verse 4]
The Chow-Chow still bark, the moon still sways...
Bradd-o on the radio plays forgotten names...
We left the hi-fi plugged inside your bed...
But now we sleep while eye-phones trend...
[Chorus]
And all my friends are right...
And all my friends are dead ends...
We call their names at night...
But your silence is my only friend...
[Bridge]
And all my friends are right...
And all my friends are dead ends...
Woof-woof into the great right now...
A voice calls back, the neighbor's Chow-Chow...
[Outro]
And all my friends at night...
And all my friends have bed trends...
You call their game pre flight...
But silence is my real true friend...
All My Friends (Are Dead Ends)
[Verse 1]
I have a mind like a Concorde dream...
High and supersonic, in the stream...
I hit the ground harder than most...
Three little birds still sing, but I'm jammin' toast...
[Verse 2]
I move in circles, I speak in code...
Drawing maps to a spork in the road...
I saw the ending before we met...
Your sight warm, your tits a threat...
[Chorus]
And all my friends are right...
And all my friends are dead ends...
I call their names at night...
But that silence is the only friend...
[Verse 3]
You filled your room with blue balloons...
Said, “I like you,” then left too soon...
I spent my time just chasing trends...
But was always left with dead ends...
[Verse 4]
The Chow-Chow still bark, the moon still sways...
Bradd-o on the radio plays forgotten names...
We left the hi-fi plugged inside your bed...
But now we sleep while eye-phones trend...
[Chorus]
And all my friends are right...
And all my friends are dead ends...
We call their names at night...
But your silence is my only friend...
[Bridge]
And all my friends are right...
And all my friends are dead ends...
Woof-woof into the great right now...
A voice calls back, the neighbor's Chow-Chow...
[Outro]
And all my friends at night...
And all my friends have bed trends...
You call their game pre flight...
But silence is my real true friend...
