I need some enemies by Philosophy11 - Zona

I need some enemies by Philosophy11 - Zona

Lyrics

Funny how the ones who say "I love you" have the sharpest blades.

I’m done being the host for these parasites.

You want a piece of me?

I’ve seen your moves before you even made 'em.

Checkmate.

(Verse 1 - Rapid Fire)

I’m the definition of respectful, helpful to a fault

While you’re busy plotting how to break into the vault.

I gave you a seat at the table, a plate and a glass

But you’re just a snake lying low in the grass.

It’s the scamming, the scheming, the constant faking

Always looking for a hand out, always taking, taking.

I accommodated your needs, I adjusted my life

And you repaid the favor by twisting the knife.

It’s crazy how the deepest wounds come from the "friends"

The ones who swear they’re with you 'til the very end.

But I saw the pattern, I read every line

You’re stuck in the basement, I’m destined to shine.

(Chorus)

Honestly, I don’t need a friend, I don’t need a soul

I’m better off solo, I’m back in control.

Give me a known enemy, someone who hates me for real

At least I know the deal, at least I know the feel.

I don’t have to guess when the hit’s gonna come

From a "friend" who acts smart but is morally scum.

I’m the realest you’ll find, from now 'til I’m gone

While you’re just a shadow that fades in the dawn.

(Verse 2 - Double Time)

You steal a little here, you steal a lot there

Act like you’re innocent, act like you care.

But some of it mattered—it wasn't the price

It was the trust that I offered, the heart, the advice.

Where’s the loyalty? Where is the love?

I guess it’s too much to ask for, it’s rarely enough.

So keep your "I love yous," keep all your lies

I can see the betrayal reflect in your eyes.

I’m on a different level, a different plane

You’re chasing the clout, I’m enduring the rain.

I follow the Golden Rule, treat people right

But I’m moving in silence, I’m out of your sight.

(Bridge)

"Be ye not conformed to this world," that’s the code

I’m transformed for the next, I’m on a different road.

This world is a circus, and you’re just a clown

But you’ll never succeed in bringing me down.

I’m as real as it gets, a permanent fixture

You’re a blurry mistake in the back of the picture.

(Outro)

Yeah.

I’d rather face a thousand soldiers in an open field

Than one "friend" with a hidden shield.

Keep the change, keep the scraps, keep the lies.

I’m transformed.

I’m gone.