Good Friends

I am half man that I am, I'm crucifed
Not a pig living in the shit of your lies
There's a fuck stab in my back
Let's just roll the dice
Everything goes wrong when it seems alrigth.

Good friends don't let good friends
Die young, in a small room
In your home town, so down.

I am a good man in my head
But I better think twice
Oh, my fucking god!
I got a good reason to die.

So lay your hand... let me out of here
I know the the needle lies.
Mama, mama, oh...
At least can you see me inside?

Good friends don't let good friends
Die young, in a small room
In your home town, so down.
Good friends don't let good friends so alone
And I wonder if the rain has fallen
When you're gone.