I know this guy with an agenda to his name
He calls himself my friend but I don't want to know him
He'll be the first to step on my wounded knee
He's done it more times than not every time we meet

When I'm up he's always by my side recycling cycling
When I'm not he's like the sharp end of the dullest knife
My blood's his business
And he's pretty successful
He sucks me dry, it's a wonder I'm alive

He strikes harder as we go
Attribute it to age and my metabolism's strike
I feel like coming back again
I'll roll with the punches in the morning

He whispers things to me that I already know
Instilling fear inside the deepest and the dark parts of my soul
I gotta get ahead
I'd rather not instead
I'll just sit back and watch everybody else

He strikes harder as we go
Attribute it to age and my metabolism's strike
I feel like coming back again
I'll roll with the punches in the morning


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D Is For Doorman (Come On In) song meanings
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