| They’re turning away from me
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| Backstabbing places they roam
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| My friends are just neighbors
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| That steal from me when I’m not home
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| I am so damn trusting I do not see their malice
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| In this blackened wonderland I am the darkened Alice
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| Sometimes I can’t fathom why everyone’s so two faced
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| So I’ll just backstab them back to get them back in their place
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| All my friends are enemies
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| And they just turn their backs to my face
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| Their actions biting me
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| And all my friends are enemies
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| So I’m always on my own
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| I’m the ball, they’re batters
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| They’re climbing social ladders
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| I’m left at the bottom
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| On my goodness
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| They’re fatter
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| Sometimes I remember the days when friends were loyal
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| Instead they backstab me
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| I’m falling down so royally
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| All my friends are enemies
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| And they just turn their backs to my face
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| Their actions biting me
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| And all my friends are enemies
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| So I’m always on my own
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| Always on my own
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| All my friends are enemies
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| And they just turn their backs to my face
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| Their actions biting me
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| And all my friends are enemies
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| So I’m always on my own
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| I’m always on my own
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| Always on my own
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| On my own
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| On my own
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| Thanks to punkforlife for these lyrics |