The Rabbit, The Bat, And The Reindeer

Well I dont want a thing to do with your kind and i aint got no time to kill on your dime

strung up hanging round

looking like your upside down

well i aint on to shed no blood thats your crime

and i aint one to sling no mud i clean it up

you aint what i call a friend

i wouldnt even if i could pretend

man you aint like anybody else

as night becomes the sunday rise

as dirt becomes the butterflies

as sure it alway seems to stay the same

and ill be waiting anxiously and ill be falling fast asleep

and ill be dreaming of the day the dream die uh huh

no sticks no stones could break my bones like you can

if i knew hate id call it love for you, man

high upon the hill,cheaper then the dollar bill

man you aint like anybody else

should we pretend?

that its the end

are you my curse? are you my friend?

and if we got hit, to the end of the road

will you yell, to carry my load

im getting it back with that terrible feeling

my vision is crack but it looks like its healing

im getting it back like its four in the morning

when the sun only shines cause its been given a warning

im getting it back with the rest of the leap year

im keeping the rabbit, the bat, and the reindeer

im getting it out whatever i gotten keep in

im telling the truth and it dont win with pretend.

should we pretend? (x3)