The Enemy

Duration

4:49

Genres

Folk

Lyrics

you've got it bad, you don't hide it from the world you wear the stakes through your heart like precious gold you tar and feather and you feel justified you're the saint and they are demons in your eyes you can't forget you're living off the pain the hurt is oh so bad — it's your excuse but you can't stop the enemy cause the enemy is you your heart clenched like a fist, an eye for an eye you keep on fighting and there's always more to fight your cigarette's down to ashes, so here's to the burn of whiskey double down the hatch, then Judas has his turn you can't forget you're living off the pain the hurt is oh so bad — it's your excuse but you can't stop the enemy cause the enemy is you you've got it bad, no you don't hide it from the world a medal of honor hanging off every word you rage and you roar, but it don't satisfy when the bottle's empty and your fists hide your crying eyes you can't forget you're living off the pain the hurt is oh so bad — it's your excuse but you can't stop the enemy cause the enemy is you you can't forgive you're living off the pain the hurt is oh so bad — it's your excuse but you can't stop the enemy no you can’t stop no you can’t stop the enemy cause the enemy is you