Album Cover All My Friends

All My Friends

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Oh-hoo-hoo

We open with the vultures, kissing the cannibals

Sure I get lonely, when I'm the only

Only human in the heaving heat of the animals

Bitter brown salt, stinging on my tongue and I

I will not waiver, heart will not wait its turn

It will beat, it will burn, burn, burn your love into the ground

With the lips of another

Do you get lonely? Sure, I get lonely, sometimes

All my friends are wasted

And I hate this club

Man, I drink too much

Another Friday night I've wasted

My eyes are black and red

I'm crawling back to your bed

I hate the bar

Pharmacy addict hit the Wall Street traffic, took the car

We reinvent the wheel just to fall asleep at it, skrrr

Crash on the floor, catch the zzz's (uh)

Poppin' the polar opposite to the NZT (uh)

Hip-hop and the propaganda say they name brand (name brand)

But I done seen how the, did my main man (main man)

The nights we won't remember

Are the nights we won't remember

I'll be gone 'til November

All my city calls me Simba

Dreams are made for cages, nigga

Lions are for real, nigga

Dying is for real, niggas dying off of pills, nigga

Fridays are for chill and I escaped the treachery

I just had to rest in peace the recipe

The rest of us are praying that the sand will leave a tan

If you're up right now, hope you hear what I'm saying

Hope you hear what I'm saying

All my friends are wasted

And I hate this club

Man, I drink too much

Another Friday night I've wasted

My eyes are black and red (whoo!)

I'm crawling back to your bed

Do you get lonely?

Sure, I get lonely some nights

When the angels on my shoulder

Slumber and I'm stuck here with the vultures

Hissing and circling

You didn't call me, (call me, call me, call me)

Ohh, I'm crawling, crawling

Crawling back to you

All my friends are wasted (all my friends are wasted)

And I hate this club

Man, I drink too much (I drink too much)

Another Friday night I've wasted

My eyes are black and red

I'm crawling back to your bed

All my friends are wasted (all my friends are wasted)

And I hate this club

Man, I drink too much

Another Friday night I've wasted

My eyes are black and red

I'm crawling back to your bed