Making Friends
I don't want to see your face around here
Can I make myself more clear
I don't want to lose my patience
Get caught up in social graces
I guess I'm losing control
I don't want to see your face around here
Can I make myself more clear
I don't want to lose my patience
Get caught up in social graces
I guess I'm better alone
I'm in and out of my mind and there's never the time
To complete all my thoughts that are driving me crazy
I guess you could say I'm losing my grasp on reality
But I say
What have we got to lose
Does it matter what is the truth
We've given our lives and innocence
To the gods and masters, never asking
What have they got to gain
From our sacrifice and pain
Cycle of retribution, never ending
Always pays the same
Do you remember a time when it mattered
When the whole world wasn't ripped into tatters
Maybe these thoughts are nothing but shadows
Not based in reality
But I say
What have we got to lose
Does it matter what is the truth
We've given our lives and innocence
To the gods and masters, never asking
What have they got to gain
From our sacrifice and pain
Cycle of retribution, never ending
Always pays the same
I don't want to see your face around here
Can I make myself more clear
I don't want to lose my patience
Get caught up in social graces
I guess I'm losing control
Can I make myself more clear
I don't want to lose my patience
Get caught up in social graces
I guess I'm losing control
I don't want to see your face around here
Can I make myself more clear
I don't want to lose my patience
Get caught up in social graces
I guess I'm better alone
I'm in and out of my mind and there's never the time
To complete all my thoughts that are driving me crazy
I guess you could say I'm losing my grasp on reality
But I say
What have we got to lose
Does it matter what is the truth
We've given our lives and innocence
To the gods and masters, never asking
What have they got to gain
From our sacrifice and pain
Cycle of retribution, never ending
Always pays the same
Do you remember a time when it mattered
When the whole world wasn't ripped into tatters
Maybe these thoughts are nothing but shadows
Not based in reality
But I say
What have we got to lose
Does it matter what is the truth
We've given our lives and innocence
To the gods and masters, never asking
What have they got to gain
From our sacrifice and pain
Cycle of retribution, never ending
Always pays the same
I don't want to see your face around here
Can I make myself more clear
I don't want to lose my patience
Get caught up in social graces
I guess I'm losing control
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Writer(s): Nathan Wilson
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