Swamp Thing - Square One текст песни

Climbing your way through my friends
How can they not see your foolish ends?
I'm running out of room to breathe
And you're spreading out like a fucking disease

No one will catch you
When you fucking fall
Talk shit on all your friends
Makes you feel ten feet tall
Running out of ladder to climb
You'll fucking fall soon
Everyone will see you're a fake
And I'm left laughing in your face
Back to square one, how does it taste?

Back to square one.

Back to square one (You'll never come around)
Back to square one (How does it feel?)
Back to square one (You're fucking done)
Back to square one