I hate my friends
I hate my friends
I hate my...
Two in the morning here
I am turning blue
IÅ drinking up for an old friend
Bourbon canÅ clean my mind of this
Voice in my head
I hate my friends
Cause they make me
Think about the smile that iÅ faking
I hate my
Yeah, thatÅ the scene that I am in
Lying
At odds with every bland image
How many excuses can this
Fool listen to
You never cared
There was no us
Only misery and distrust
I hate my...