Ie locked myself inside this lonely cell
And finally told the world to go to hell
This insecurity hit me so hard
And boredom must have caught this boy off-guard
Well, I should know
My worst friend, my best enemy
Sharing rooms with me, myself and irony
I my worst friend, my best enemy
When I all alone
All alone
Save this kid from killing too much time
A waste of mind would be the perfect crime
Is this world guilty of complicity
Or just a witness to my anxiety?
Well, I should know
My worst friend, my best enemy
Nothing ever quite the way it seems
I my worst friend, my best enemy
When I on my own, yeah
When I all alone, when I on my own
(Boredom is like a gun in-hand, boredom is like a gun in my hand)
Ie locked myself inside this lonely cell
And finally told the world to go to hell
Tell me how did I ever get so low?
Is there anthing more that
I should know?
My worst friend, my best enemy
Don you know I sick of being ill at ease?
I my worst friend, my best enemy
Enemy, my enemy
Artist: Martha Scanlan
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