Из альбома: Orchids and Ammunition
Your enemy, looks down on you
To bring up a moment, that just flew by you
I try to think about, Those words you choose
To never talk about
Your enemy, looks down on you, to buy you some more time
For once I catch you high
I say why
I've lost you good, and never talk about
I've felt the inside counting down
And without fear I hold her knife
And when they finally get to you,
Just never give them a chance to hurt
And you finally ran through
To find your enemy is you
Just like a whore, so wander around
She cuts out her door, and inserts out to the night
Lets try and go without, a finger through
You'll never want it out
I've felt the inside counting down
And without fear I hold her knife
And when they finally get to you,
Just never give them a chance to hurt
And you finally ran through
To find your enemy is you
And you finally ran through
To find your enemy is you
Pull them aside
And you finally ran through
And now you're where?
Your enemy is you
Leave them high
And you finally ran through
Count on when
Your enemy's you