THE BLACKOUT - THE GENTLE ART OF MAKING ENEMIES Lyrics

The words are so familiar
All the same greats
The same mistakes
It doesn't have to be like this.

If you don't make a friend, now
One might make you
So learn
The gentle art of making enemies.

Don't you look so surprised
Happy birthday, fucker!
We'll blow the candle out
We're gonna kick you, kick you.

Don't say you're not because you are
Don't say you're not because you are
History tells us that you are
History tells us that you are.

Now all you need is just one more excuse
You put up one hell of a fight
You put up one hell of a fight
I wanna hear your very best excuse
I've never felt this much alive
I've never felt this much alive

Your day has finally come
So wear the hat and do the dance
And let that suit keep wearing you.

This year you'll sit and take it
And you will like it
It's the gentle art of making enemies.

I deserve a reward
'Cause I'm the best fuck that you ever had
And if I tighten up my hole
You may never see the light again.

There's always an easy way out
There's always an easy way out
You need something wet in your mouth
You need something wet in your mouth.

Now all you need is just one more excuse
You put up one hell of a fight
You put up one hell of a fight
I wanna hear your very best excuse
I've never felt this much alive
I've never felt this much alive

I've never felt
Never felt this much alive
I've never felt
Never felt this much alive
I've never felt
Never felt this much alive
I've never felt
Never felt this much alive
I've never felt
Never felt this much alive
I've never felt
Never felt this much alive
I've never felt
Never felt this much alive
I've never felt
This much alive