Текст песни Good Enemy - PVRIS

In a cycle, it's a violent kind of spin
Burned the high road, now I'm riding off of grip
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

Me-me-me-me-me-me-me
Me-me-me-me-me-me-me
Me-me-me-me-me-me-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

Me-me-me-me-me-me-me
Me-me-me-me-me-me-me
Me-me-me-me-me-me-me