Enemy

Overcome by the enemy,

I run back up to my room,

Where I find your ruins,

And love, will you make a fool of me,

You got me doing things,

I never would believe.

Overcome by the enemy,

I run back up to my room,

Where I find your ruins,

And love, will you make a fool of me,

You got me doing things,

I never would believe.

So open eyes behind enemy lines,

Lie on my back and cross my fingers.

This room is my gravity,

Keeps me on the ground,

When I have no weight.

And trust,

Have you been misleading us,

'cause I believed when you said,

The enemy she is a friend.

Lets make a toast,

To our useless work,

And our hopeless cause,

To assess the damage of the loss.

Lets make a toast,

To our useless work,

And our hopeless cause,

To assess the damage of the loss