Testing my patience,
The temperature's rising,
My eyes are attached to the floor,
Then they're caught,
By the light of a match,
When I strike it,
Its lighter than ever before,
Yeah its friction, on my afflictions,
Yeah an addiction, hard to take,
And its wasted,
On the complacent yeah,
Its the only thing I hate,
Yeah its friction,
Yeah its friction,
Its in what he sold,
You and true what I told you,
Yeah space is the final thing here,
And its breaking my jaw,
Yeah its flooding my pores,
And its bleeding out,
Both of my ears
Yeah its friction, on my afflictions,
Yeah an addiction, hard to take,
And its wasted,
On the complacent yeah,
Its the only thing I hate,
This is nothing like,
My mother told me,
Its got me thinking hard,
And all I want,
Is you to hold me,
Yeah its friction, on my afflictions,
Yeah an addiction, hard to take,
And its wasted,
On the complacent yeah,
Its the only thing I hate,
Yeah its friction,
Yeah its friction
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