Play the fence, one way you№re gonna fall Sometimes I don№t know who you are at all Your opinion is something that you№ve got inside But I see the loyalty has up and died
Your skeletons My skeletons Life is only getting shorter
You can be my enemy and I don№t care Keep throwin№ stones at yourself
Stories run in circles that have no end I hit on luck, then you bum me out again There№s a way that you keep the truth in check Scratch the surface and treat it like a broken neck
Keep the peace when face to face with the scene Got a hunch that ain№t what you really mean Weather№s fair, does that change where you stand ? My back is turned and the knife is in your hand
Your genocide My genocide Like is only getting shorter
You can be my enemy and I don№t care Keep throwin№ stones at yourself You can be my enemy and I don№t care You try too hard and I can tell