Play the fence, one way you³re gonna fall
Sometimes I don³t know who you are at all
Your opinion is something that you³ve got inside
But I see the loyalty has up and died

Your skeletons
My skeletons
Life is only getting shorter

You can be my enemy and I don³t care
Keep throwin³ stones at yourself

Stories run in circles that have no end
I hit on luck, then you bum me out again
There´s a way that you keep the truth in check
Scratch the surface and treat it like a broken neck

Keep the peace when face to face with the scene
Got a hunch that ain³t what you really mean
Weather³s fair, does that change where you stand?
My back is turned and the knife is in your hand

Your genocide
My genocide
Like is only getting shorter

You can be my enemy and I don³t care
Keep throwin´ stones at yourself
You can be my enemy and I don³t care
You try too hard and I can tell