Making Enemies – A Global Threat – letras

Spew out pea-brain critiques in fanzines for fuckin’ geeksIf you’re starved to live by decree, feed on flavors of the weekYou’re making enemies with every word we readStare and wait with no clueCan’t dance like your idols doSlam the door shut and leave so disappointedAll that you got was meWe’re making enemies with every word we breatheSo quick to show off a knock-off styleSo proud you climbed to the top of the pileHollow heads swallowed empty fads wholeOnce they bled all the real shit dryA sense of security in typecast identityYou wanted an enemy and you made one out of me