Find Out Who Your Friends Are

How did I get here? When did I start hating you? Actually, I know when When I felt alone When I was hurt And you made them all turn against me Almost all For I still have some people who give a damn Some people who hate you instead Some people who don't wish me dead Or threaten me with the opposite I'm not afraid of YOU dying I'm afraid of ME dying Because in the end, That would hurt them more And I can't hurt my real friends. Leave them ignored. All alone. Almost all. For I still have Courage And Betrayal And Anger And Hurt And I wouldn't have it any other way.