Once again it all I don't wanna give you a reason to speak the path of least resistance is belief you don't see me I remember when I used to run around with you freaks even tried to teach a few a y'all to read the graffiti you don't need to give me a reason to live already got enough to make me feel as if I'm suffocated by love find me at the bottom of a shoebox full of old pictures and ticket stubs would you be my friend i just want some friends fuck me like a friend I don't like your friends once again it all comes down to how fast the undead can run