One step away from lashing out at you…
You want in to get under my skin and call yourself a friend.
I’ve got more friends like you
What do I do ?
Is there no standard anymore?
What it takes, who am I, where I’ve been, belong
You can’t be something you’re not
Be yourself, by yourself, stay away from me
A lesson learned in life, known from the dawn of time
Respect. Walk
Run your mouth when I’m not around, it’s easy to acheive.
You cry to weak friends that sympathize. Can you hear the
violins playing your song? Those same friens tell me your
every word
Are you talking to me?
No way punk!