Stand Atlantic - FRENEMIES

There isn't any nice way to say it
I know your little chrome heart's breaking
If you don't wanna make conversation
Make it a war
Make it a war

And I don't feel anything, nowhere to go
I threw my sorry spirit out the door
I don't wanna do this anymore
It always takes a little piece of me

'Cause I don't need enemies if I've got you
So

Do your worst, like you're a hard act to follow
Why don't you sharpen your stones
'Cause nothing hurts when you're hollow

You got me on the front line waiting
You should know I'm slowly fading
Feels like I just kick holes in ceilings
Breaking my home to breathe, nothing to see

'Cause I don't need enemies if I've got you
So

Do your worst, like you're a hard act to follow
Why don't you sharpen your stones
'Cause nothing hurts when you're hollow

And I don't feel anything, nowhere to go
I threw my sorry spirit out the door
I don't wanna do this anymore
It always takes a little piece of me
So

Do your worst, like you're a hard act to follow
Why don't you sharpen your stones
'Cause nothing hurts when you're hollow

Do your worst, like you're a hard act to follow
Why don't you sharpen your stones
'Cause nothing hurts when you're hollow

Written by:
Bonnie Fraser, Stevie Knight

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Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing

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