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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anthrax
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Bush
Composer
Scott Ian
Songwriter
Charlie Benante
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anthrax
Producer
The Butcher Brothers
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's difficult for me to get a grip of what you mean
When you stick your fingers in your ear and create another scene
You always step into the trap set perfect in your path
Busy going crazy over whose knife's in your back
Dive inside your blackest stare
The one that's saying, "Do you dare?"
Huh, screaming that you're scared
You the tallest soul
With the shortest self-esteem
Painted as a victim (victim)
Who's split between the beams
It doesn't seem to matter
There's nothing, no
Dead a dream is dying
There's nothing
Best friend I never had
Playin' me to the point of pushing me too far away
I can only say, "Whatever," ambivalent to your game
You can pretend to the mirror, it's the lie you tell yourself
And I won't walk on eggshells that's a dance for someone else
Dive inside your blackest stare
The one that's saying, "Do you dare?"
Ha, screaming that you're scared
You the tallest soul
With the shortest self-esteem
Painted as a victim (victim)
Who's split between the beams
It doesn't seem to matter
There's nothing, no
Dead a dream is dying
There's nothing
Best friend I never had, go
It doesn't seem to matter
There's nothing, no
Dead a dream is dying
There's nothing
It doesn't seem to matter
There's nothing, no
Dead a dream is dying
There's nothing
Best friend I never had
Best friend I never had
Writer(s): Anthrax
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