good enemy

Pvris

In a cycle
It s a violent kind of spin
Burned the high road
Now I m riding off of it
I was idle now I start a lot of shit
Look at what I did
It s a funeral cause now my ego s dead
Like a thorn on a rose
Ain t no way to get a grip
If I die alone
There ll be more room in the crypt
And yeah, I m fine with it

I say, hey
I hold the knife by the blade
Cause I know how to take the pain
I love a good enemy
And baby, it s me
Maybe it s me
I hold the knife by the blade
I ll be fighting till the grave
I love a good enemy
And baby, it s me
Baby, it s

M-m-m-m-m-me
M-m-m-m-m-me
M-m-m-m-m-me

Halo overhead
Devil on my shoulders
All these regrets circle like a vulture
Ain t no medicine, I m a sick culture
And maybe I m disturbed

It s like world war me
And I don t want peace
I would rather bleed
All the misery loves company
And I can t break free

I say, hey
I hold the knife by the blade
Cause I know how to take the pain
I love a good enemy
And baby, it s me
Maybe it s me
I hold the knife by the blade
I ll be fighting till the grave
I love a good enemy
And baby, it s me
Baby, it s

M-m-m-m-m-me
M-m-m-m-m-me
M-m-m-m-m-me