Enemies

(It comes back)
Like a Batarang
The memory of all of us upon
It cuts right through my skin in deep
I can't see why you do this to me
I'm trying
You're not better than me
Because you can be my enemy
To be like them, to be like you
(I'd rather be like me)
(The glory)
Of what it used to be
It cuts my hair like I was young again
(Your best friend)
(Delinquents of a natural kind)
The party fourth of July but you were not there
(It cuts right through my skin in deep)
(I can't see why you do this to me)
(I'm trying)
You're not better than me
Because you can be my enemy
To be like them, to be like you
(I'd rather be like me)
(Take me out)
Into this place I call home
(I suppose)
You couldn't find yourself one
(You believe)
That I have everything to do with your enemies
I'm trying
Your not better than me
Because you can be my enemy
To be like them, to be like you
(I'd rather be like me)



Credits
Writer(s): Luis Leal, Omar Torres, Jessie Castillo
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