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Enemies Songtext
von Turf War

Enemies Songtext

Ain′t it funny when nobody's amused
By the bullshit when you make them confused
Ain′t it sad when nobody relates
To the hate that I pray reaches all of the fakes
I feel bad when I bite more than I chew
But then I look at you
Feels like I got a bone to pick with
Everyone 'cause they're makin′ me sick
Oh well, should know better than to get me started
All the people can be that retarded
Well, I don′t know why everyone is my enemy
I was good for about a month or two
I wish that I could just pick and choose
All the bad times that I could abuse
But I stumble
Feels like I got a bone to pick with


Everyone 'cause they′re makin' me sick
Oh well, should know better than to get me started
All the people can be that retarded
Well, I don′t know why everyone is my enemy
Enemy
Everyone is my enemy
Everyone is my enemy
Oh well, you're all my enemy
Enemy
Everyone is my enemy
Everyone is my enemy
You′re all my enemy
Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy
Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy
Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy
Yeah, you're all my enemy

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