Текст песни Battalion Of Saints - Budies and pals

A friend, so they call me
Friends, when they lie behind your back

Why do not they just leave me alone
When they ask for more and more
Useless and lazy
What does not want to work
Why do they want to work on themselves?

Friends that smile at me
Friends that they wanted me to evil

Give me this, give me that
What the accumulation of unnecessary junk?
Everything is fun when you're young
But what you will be when youth will pass?

Friends, those to whom I spend all my time
Friends, those who wish even more time

Friends - a leech
Especially when you've got what they want.