Enemies in High Places

They want to turn on you and it's so fucking boring
Didn't suck the right piss, couldn't stomach the smell
Wouldn't bear the burden of being everyone's friend
Cos everyone is going to hell
Oh well. Begging at your feet. Duplicate your best moves
Globally Funded rich sex embassies. It's all just given to you
Didn't shake the right hands of the mans. Wouldn't drape the right clothes
You say you live in the fast lane of liars
But narcissism never looked so good on you
Obsessions new treat. Impersonate your best moves
Smells like carbon copy. Still do it better than you do
And you know it's true. So I'm the fucking fake?
Hey firewater, drink me down so smooth, exploding in the veins
So vulnerable but acting so cool, what really motivates you?
Kiss them slowly like pro, this kiss erases everything they know
All the values held in your heart so dear are suddenly nowhere near
All you can do is DANCE DANCE DANCE!
My enemies hate me so much it becomes a subliminal love affair
Follow you? I'll never follow you