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Slip inside my sick dream Constant creatures all around me I got leeches on my right Letdowns on the fence Use me 'til I'm dry Then demand I bleed for them Who needs friends? Stuck inside my fantasy (na-na-na) Lookin' like I live the dream (na-na-na) But I got cheapskates on my right Vultures up ahead And when I turn my back They snatch up what is left And I can't pretend On the outside of me It's gettin' harder to see What goes on and on On and on On the inside of me You wouldn't believe What goes on and on On and on So who needs friends? Come inside my fallacy (na-na-na) See the other side of vanity (na-na-na) Yeah, preachers on my right Evil in my head And when I close my eyes I pray there's no one there Still can't pretend On the outside of me It's gettin' harder to see What goes on and on On and on On the inside of me You wouldn't believe What goes on and on On and on Can I make you stop talkin'? How can I make you stop callin'? (Yeah) You're just a creature come crawling There's no need for you to stay Who needs friends? Yeah, who needs friends anyway? On the outside of me It's gettin' harder to see What goes on and on On and on On the inside of me You wouldn't believe What goes on and on On and on On the outside of me It's gettin' harder to see What goes on and on On and on On the inside of me You wouldn't believe What goes on and on On and on So who needs friends?
Writer(s): Michael James Kerr, Joe Keogh, Benjamin Peter Thatcher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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