Old Friends (Guns Up)

I got my guns up
You say you loved us but I don't know
I called you my brother
That don't mean nothing to you it shows

Turn your back on me again
It's been more than you that's done it
Can't you see I've seen this coming
Mental trauma trained my friend

Screaming fuck you to the old friends done turned on me and broke my zen
How ugly to bite the hand that fed

Envious just say that then
I can't play no games my friend
I don't need to make no mends
No no no

And them pills won't save you girl
And them girls won't save you bitch boys
Done been through it all myself
I put the bottle on the shelf

That's why I got so much damn grace for y'all
Hope lies and fake shit pays for y'all
Built my tidal wave up for y'all
Just to bring me down
Bring me down
Bring me down

I got my guns up
You say you loved us but I don't know
I called you my brother
That don't mean nothing to you it shows

Turn your back on me again
It's been more than you that's done it
Can't you see I've seen this coming
Mental trauma trained my friend

Screaming fuck you to the old friends done turned on me and broke my zen
How ugly to bite the hand that fed

Like not sober me
Let y'all walk all over me
Let y'all grip ahold of me and take my energy

I hope you know just how I'm feeling
I know you know I did your healing
I know you need me to have a ceiling
That's why it's easier if I'm the villain

That's why I got so much damn grace for y'all
Hope lies and fake shit pays for y'all
Built my tidal wave up for y'all
Just to bring me down
Bring me down
Bring me down

But here's your lesson
Bitch I am a blessing
Trying to take away your stressing
Now I'm kicked to the curb
Kicked to curb



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Writer(s): Riley Mehrens
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