the trust fund kids - we r not yr friends! lyrics
[verse]:
maybe i was wrong to -ssume
i could retreat to my room
and i wouldn’t come out of there a prophet of doom
they said to put your trust in god and keep your powder dry
but all of my friends prayed to porcelain gods at night
so i was left the only one who hated to get out of my mind
‘cause i was already out of that sh-t half the time
[pre-chorus]:
‘cause i’m running out of bad ideas
i’m running out of bad ideas
i’m running out of bad ideas, baby
[chorus]:
‘cause we are not your f-cking friends
we leave and then come back again
we are not your f-cking friends
but we do like to pretend
[verse]:
i was sacrificed on the altar of social acceptance and thc
in a development i could not foresee
into me, i collapsed
while countless fortnights p-ssed
but it’s hard to keep the faith when you’re lapsed
i accepted your judas kiss, but i would be remiss not to tell you
that the wolves you threw me to didn’t f-cking miss
yeah, they chewed me to bits, but i’ve learned to st-tch
so i’m putting myself back together and slowly learning, again, how to live
[pre-chorus]:
‘cause you’re running out of bad ideas
you’re running out of bad ideas
you’re running out of bad ideas, buddy
[chorus]:
‘cuz we are not your f-cking friends
we leave and then come back again
we are not your f-cking friends
but we do like to pretend
[bridge]:
pretend
[section b]:
best friends or just pretend
was i a good pal or an easy distraction?
is everyone forgetful or am i just easy to forget?
‘cause i’m losing friends right and left
[hook]
best friends or just pretend
was i a good pal or an easy distraction?
ooooo
[section c]
this is all i ever wanted to be
this is all i ever wanted to be
taking as gospel your bullsh-t homilies
this is all i ever wanted to be
this sounds uncomfortably honest, i agree
but in everything i do and everything i see
the little chubby, unpopular kid i used to be
is buried somewhere deep inside of me
and i don’t think he’ll ever leave
this is all i ever wanted to be
this is all i ever wanted to be
taking as gospel your bullsh-t homilies
this is all i ever wanted to be
so last week, i went for a walk in the woods
to clear my head, thought it’d do me some good
i thought it’d do me some good
and pressed lightly against an ancient pine
i finally broke down on the phone and cried
for the first time in ten years, i finally cried
[outro]:
i am my mother’s son
i am my mother’s son
and it is no fun
when you care about others
more than they care about you
they care about you (don’t)
care about you
don’t care
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