With friends like these, who needs enemies? I'm happy for you, but you're getting pretty sickening. I tried to tell you, but you never listen. That's just the way everything goes. But you're my friend and I can't help but worry about you. Because I've seen this all before and this relationships so see through. I can't respect your choice, so I'll just keep this to myself, but I'm bored, I wait for the end. I'm tired of waiting for life to begin. I'm getting old, it seems to me that people fall in love too easily. Tired of chasing gold and settling for silver, if you forget your friends, you can't expect them to remember. All you people fall in love too easily, it cheapens the meaning of that finest of feelings we hold so dear and always will.
Track Name: Predator
you paint a portrait of love and sex and death like they're more than just concepts, physical objects and you just wear them off the shoulder. I guess we had a rocky start, too much head, too little heart. It's all in the timing, a constant illusion, for life as an art-form and art as a lifestyle. Sew me shut and keep me quiet, I'm far too bored to feel inspired. My heads just such a mess tonight, invest yourselves in life and light. My heads just such a mess tonight, invest yourselves in life and light. Please mark your target, right where my heart sits. Please mark your target, right where my heart sits. Sew me shut, tie me down. I'm tired of seeing you around, but we just kinda resonate. Upon your lips, that taste I hate. Hey, wait. Where do we go from here? What's going on here? Where do we go from here? What's going on here? It feels so much harder, I guess I'm just done here. Hold on, because nothing is sacred these days. It all just goes to waste. I feel battered, used and worn out, I'm tired of all the optimism. Find your own path, this one is mine. Goodbye. Please mark your target, right where my heart sits.