Artist: coal chamber
Song: friend?
Album: Dark Days
Year: 2002
It's the darkest place like beneath the stairs
The IT it comes and it takes me there
We took everything in sight, all through the night
Leaving scars and crashing cars
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
It's my life for everyone to see
For you a charade, for me a disease
Everything in sight, all through the night
Leaving scars and fucking stars
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Do or die, it's do or die
It's do or die, it's do or die
It's do or die, it's do or die
Not for me
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Fiend for the fans and fodder for the press
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Still reasoning my life
Fucker
