My Poor Friend Me – Bad Religion – letras

I know a man who doesn’t have many friendsI know a place where he lives where trouble never endsI know it’s hard for him to read ‘tween the linesAnd his day are getting so much shorterHe simply turns away and dons a bitter frownHis world is crumblingHis ship is weighted downHe doesn’t care as long as he can wear the crownI know this man all too wellIt’s my poor friend me,A portrayal of the great dichotomy (great dichotomy)It’s my poor friend meAnd I’m running out of steamI know there are people who are cynical and vaneThey point their finger ‘cuz they can’t accept the blameThey live their lives under a blanket of shameAnd their progeny crawl from underneath itLately I’ve come to see the solutionAnd it begins with meBut I’m so fallibly humanI’ve picked the lockBut will not turn the keyOf people running scaredWe live, breathe and dieOff to a world, our time is slipping on byWe have solutions, but don’t even tryAnd I feel I know just who to blameIt’s my poor friend me,A reminder of a tragic history (Tragic history)It’s my poor friend meAnd I’m running out of steam