Quinn - ​friend of the enemy lyrics

Wubz, you killed this shit

I might get stabbed in the back
When I die, I will come back
Ask me why I dress in black, hey
It just represents my soul
In the coldness of this world
Die in a spin or a twirl
Die because of a rumor
Drama is fucking absurd flipping a bird
I just forgive and forget
Cuss out a bitch like I got some Tourette's
Sneak outside and I light a cigarette
Sheesh, I am so stressed out
I might cut my fucking neck now
People wanna obsess now
All because I got some damn cl
It is such a cruel world
I wanna paint a picture and destroy
It to show my accomplishments whirled
I stand inside a closet, I
Just scream at a mic
That's not what I call talent
I get so damn detached from reality
I do not notice my own absence
Sometimes I run out into the middle of
The street full of ongoing traffic
Looking to see who will stop, who will drive
Just to show that this type of shit happens
Willing to martyr myself for no reason cause
I wanna go out for something
Cause I'ma be damned if
I'm committing murder and
Then I just go out for nothing (For nothing)