paroles de chanson i hate your friends - Loser feat. Voda Fuji

I-I hate your friends (I hate your friends)
But I'd make amends, if they liked me anyway
B-B-Break my bread if it buys me anything
Fake my death to get by my everyday (Day)
I don't know what's got into me (I hate your friends)
Why the fuck is she still into me?
Block my number and get rid of me
But she won't, leave me alone
Don't lead me along
I hate your friends but I'd make amends, I guess (Listen)

I hate your friends (Fuck 'em)
So please don't hit me tryna play pretend (Oh)
I'm tired of all the lyin' and cryin' up in your bed (Shut up)
It's getting old
And God I hate the way they talk about me so you know
I hope I never see them in the front row of my show
Sneak in and kicked the fuck out (Get out)
But if I see you at the function, take a different route (Come here)
'Cause I don't like 'em but I need you
They're the closest thing to evil that I've ever met in my whole life
Need a cathedral for you (Demon)
I hate 'em 'cause they know what I been through
You never keep it ninety-eight plus two (No way)
And that's just part of the reason, all your friends are some heathens
I'd rather join them than beat 'em, oh how I—

I-I hate your friends (I hate your friends)
But I'd make amends, if they liked me anyway
B-B-Break my bread if it buys me anything
Fake my death to get by my everyday (Day)
I don't know what's gotten into me (I hate your friends)
Why the fuck is she still into me?
Block my number and get rid of me
But she won't, leave me alone
Don't lead me along
I hate your friends but I'd make amends—

If I had a fuckin' choice, I wouldn't
Wait, oh, he silent now?
I don't need to come with you to parties and go, "Nah, nah, nah"
Just so all your friends can talk about how I don't talk a lot
Fuck, I wanna talk about
Bitch, I feel like walkin' out