EAT YOUR FRIENDS

Heavy metal shot through your teeth with a red Beretta

The Beretta fires fast and won't make you feel any better

You better hurry up, or your friends will be fed in instead uh

Instead of breaking bread, you should kick 'em before they get up

Get up

Get up

Get up

Get up

Frivolous and bitter

Diminishing sense of who I am

It's a habit I wish I could kick

Or do I get a little thrill in the feeling of being

Set on fire while it burns and begs for more

And don't you want more?

It's not enough

It's not enough

It's just me

(It's just you)

If not for this jealousy

I might feel better

I keep putting everyone else

On pedestals

Just to burn them down

Menace of an illness

I'm looking just to see who I am

You're nothing more than you'll ever be in this circumstance

You are the pedal to metal this is your only chance

Now repeat it back

Being good is stale

And I don't care to pretend

Anymore

Right hook

To my ribs, they're broke

My fractured bones, the fragments are in my throat

Left you lying in the dark with just your thoughts

A bottle of your blood in knots

Overgrown invasive weeds unearth the roots and kill the seeds

(And kill the seeds) laid to rest you'll never see it through

So eat your friends, they'll understand 'cause they would too

It's just me (it's just you)

If not for this jealousy

I might feel better

I keep putting every one else on pedestals

Just to burn them down

Heavy metal shot through your teeth with a red Beretta

The Beretta fires fast and won't make you feel any better

You better hurry up or your friends will be fed in instead uh

Instead of breaking bread, you should kick 'em before they get up