i went the wrong way down the right track
the path i walked down took me back
to my beginnings, to the fucking start and i what i saw there nearly broke my heart.
I guess with friends like these, who the fuck needs enemies?
Spent a hundred grand in only 12 months and man i feel like a fucking cunt.
This man has got money; if my blood was gold would you let me bleed?
I guess with friends like these, who the fuck needs enemies?
Last year I sold my self short,
Balance read nothing but noughts.
This year im a fuckin' new man, got a savings account and a five year fuckin' plan.