Friend - Coal Chamber

Living a lie, let’s not pretend

That you like me or we are friends

We can call it for the few

That are listening tonight

We’ll divide the dream cut the loss

Feel no pain, you can fuck the fame

You can fuck the fame

For the ones that are listening

All this time that I called you friend

I won’t be there for you again

All this time that I called you friend

I won’t be there for you again

Your future’s bleak, you better save your skin

It’s that flesh you smell, it’s that skin you’re in

Your soul is rotting as well as your inners

Your mind and teeth they’re getting thinner

Selfish, self-sustaining

Regrets, unmistaking

Fuck the fame, you can fuck the fame

For the ones that are listening

All this time that I called you friend

I won’t be there for you again

All this time that I called you friend

I won’t be there for you again

Sleep well, sleep tight

You know this song is about you don’t you?

All this time that I called you friend

I won’t be there for you again

All this time that I called you friend

I won’t be there for you again