F all ur Friends

Fuck all your friends and the clique left for Dead at the table. Falling apart. Watch me betray you, pretend to be one of Them. Oh, oh. Wish I could stay, but calling pleasure. The look on your face sells me out. Maybe I shouldn't be here. I spit that mud on my shade. You let them take all my shit. I shoot their clocks down like hits. Maybe just shut up and quit. Fuck all your friends and pretend left for dead At the table. Falling apart. Fuck all your friends and the clique left dead At the table. Falling apart. Watch me betray you, pretend to be one of Them. Oh. You want good direction. Gotta shut your eye, no switching sides. I think I should, I think I will. You try convince, but it's good as gets. Head is in red, I'll turn it around. Hand on my chest, turn away. That's all you get. Fuck all your friends and the clique left for Dead at the table. Falling apart. Watch me betray you, to be one Of them. Oh, oh.