ترانه:
Friendly Fires Hurting

toke after toke won?t give the triple choke And it won?t hurt my throat Nope C****y eyed just riding and vibing On that real fire Be high for two or

to be Afraid of sunlight How do we now come to be Afraid of sunlight Day-Glo Jesus on the dash Chalk marks on the road ahead Friendly fire in hostile

Are you blind Blind to me trying to be kind Volunteering for your firing line Waiting for one precious sign The flicker of a smile You should try

Hostille looks and friendly fire Of words that hurt Of smiles unreturned Please- turn your back on me It's not what i wish for It's no my desire To live

ll hold the mic like he's mean and his tummy hurt In a clean pair, ripped jeans and a bummy shirt Wonderin would you clap your hands if he was friendly

your pride. Hurting deep within so you push on others. Making others feel your pain and struggle. Go ahead and listen to the voice in your head. Cause this fire

smoke toke after toke won?t give the triple choke And it won?t hurt my throat Nope C****y eyed just riding and vibing On that real fire Be high for two

hurt stops" Yet all I can see is burned crops And mates shell-shocked Morphine under lock and key Their AK's talking to my M16 Pray for friendly fire

to be Afraid of sunlight How do we now come to be Afraid of sunlight Day-Glo Jesus on the dash Chalk marks on the road ahead Friendly fire in hostile