thank god it's not friday - all my friends hate me lyrics
all my ideas sink
“i am the t-tanic”, i think
but i’ve developed a thick skin
it keeps the winter out and the fire in
it shouts it needs to vent
but i don’t know where the blades went
you know they’re your best friends when they all want you dead
hanging you up, “oh what a masterpiece they said”
you know that lately there’s been problems in my head
you hang me up, i’m not a masterpiece, i’m dead, oh
all my ideas sink
maybe this is why people turn to drinking
i see my dreaming shrink
but every time i fight i know i’m going to win
where are your friends now?
because mine are staring through the ceiling
though i’ve been dreaming of the easiest way to get away
i say “i won’t spill my thoughts”
my friends all hate me anyway
while my ideas sink
i’m drowning over all the unnecessary things
fitting everything into a frame
‘till the crowds all remember the name
but the clouds will now disintegrate
with you, i cannot relate
you’re breaking, i’m breaking again
i’m breaking the sp-ce, i bring pain
i wasn’t enjoying the party anyway
i cannot relate
all that you are is covered up
go through your life, don’t interrupt
all of your friends need to shut up
think for themselves and reconstruct
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