Will ya Be My Friend
V1
“Hey, wana be best friends?”, share all of our secrets
So when I’m at my weakest, you’ll know that when I speak it’s
Not meant to be offending, I’m singly defending
Everything I stand for, your “answor” is still pending
Spending time together? People get on my nerves
In other words I’d rather not deal with you fucking turds
All you do it make my life one big obstacle
choosin between you and a career?
That optical illusion’s got you cruising for a brusin if you think
It’s possible to maintain my temper on the brink, of destruction
Reconstruct em, n quit fussin, have a drink
Just don’t drown yourself inside, tryna hide what’s gone extinct
Instinct, sadly, has led me to perceive
I must decode these lies you have fed me to believe
I am ready, slow and ste ady, like a ship crossin the sea
But I see no one tagging along on this voyage with me

V2
Don’t take it personal, I’ve found, most words are full of bullshit
From the lips of those who know they’re purposeless
They’re all contortionists, which sort out for profits
Even the females, there’s a demon in the goddess
Who’s scheming on her problems, and wants to watch you fail
Gold digger, succubus, different names but same old tale
The monsters go to hell, liars never survive
Unfortunately sometime, they’ll probably conquer your life
But you live, and you learn to give yourself a little cushion
Sorry for the hostility, if you’re feelin me, I’m pushin you aside
From the vibes that I get, tellin me hold it
Real friends don’t carry knives, so you must learn to control catastrophe
Before it blows up in your face, its that too pessimistic for you?
then give me my fuckin space, just give me my fuckin space