Texty: No Use For A Name. Friends Of The Enemy.

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lost in confusion
not knowing which way to return
to the person you know
this trepidation makes you
take it out on someone else
you forever
everybody wins
i don't think so

what would the worst thing be if you
took the wheel and you lost control
no one is safe inside your safety zone
don't understand but i hear what you're saying
the repetition of a lonely life
somebody tell me why the
heart is waging war against the
friends of the enemy of your mind

not your opinion
sounds like you learn it from a show
it appears you have lost
so sick of marching in your lonliness parade
stay together underneath a giant tidal wave

what would the worst thing be if you
took the wheel and you lost control
no one is safe inside your safety zone
don't understand but i hear what you're saying
the repetition of a lonely life
somebody tell me why the
heart is waging war against the
friends of the enemy of your mind

your imatated
ordinary life

its when that you can't break free can you
take a chance as you let it go
happy without the words you'll never know
no way to lose when your mimicking you're paying
a no decision forbidden home
no one is safe inside your safety zone
don't understand but i hear what you're saying
the repetition of a lonely life
no one is safe inside your safety zone
don't understand but i hear what you're saying
the repetition of a lonely soul
no one is safe inside your zone