Our friendship has a white flag
Ill surrender if thats what it takes
But Ill never admit defeat
If thats the road then you have the map
You and I mean way less to me than anything
In the isolation of the thoughts and judgments
And whatever happens to be spewing out of your dependency jail
Theres a slow dance soiree of trouble and you threw the party
Were all doused in gasoline with no fear of flame
Well theres a lot of things that can start a fire
I hope youre satisfied because we all know that its the last thing
That Ill hide and its the last that you can expect
No! You make your own damn mistakes!
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
