Self - Missed The Friction Lyrics
unwrapped and bittenan invitation to your sidei missed the frictionif it's in my head, it's in your sizeyou are, you're making me madafraid you've been had againyou are, you're singing so badyou're singing so sad againscratch the hideous melodyscrap all the harmonies in 'e'can't help but spell it outif it's in my head, it's in your mouthhang up the phone jaded handtake a piece of everyonethe day is donethe bread is stale and silence suits me that welli'm a bitter scale with a broken trustfound the liar in all of uscause you're better offyou're better off when no one's starving for your companyi think a sour note is a luxurycrass informationspread itinfect somebody elseinspire a nationif it's in your hand, it's in yourself