| Play the fence, one way you're gonna fall | |
| Sometimes I don't know who you are at all | |
| Your opinion is something that you've got inside | |
| But I see the loyalty has up and died | |
| Your skeletons, my skeletons | |
| Life is only getting shorter | |
| You can be my enemy and I don't care | |
| I keep throwin' stones at yourself | |
| Stories run in circles that have no end | |
| I hit on luck, then you bum me out again | |
| But there's a way that you keep the truth in check | |
| Scratch the surface and treat it like a broken neck | |
| Keep the peace when face to face with the scene | |
| I got a hunch that ain't what you really mean | |
| Weather's fair, does that change where you stand? | |
| My back is turned and the knife is in your hand | |
| Your genocide, my genocide | |
| Life is only getting shorter | |
| You can be my enemy and I don't care | |
| I keep throwin' stones at yourself | |
| And you can be my enemy, I don't care | |
| You try too hard, I can tell | |
| Your genocide, my genocide | |
| Life is only getting shorter | |
| You can be my enemy and I don't care | |
| I keep throwin' stones at yourself | |
| You can be my enemy, I don't care | |
| You try too hard, I can tell | |
| You can be my enemy and I don't care |