All My Best Friends Are Metalheads

all my best friends are metalheads


Do you think it's strange,
That there's a way of how you look at,
How you act,
And how you think,
Pretend they're not the same as you


Did you know about his
Strength of convictions


Or how she puts all her
Faith in religion?


Did we take the time to
Really discover how little we
Know about each other?
Keep us from saying anything,
Can’t separate from everything.


And all this really means you're one
In a crowd and your paranoid of every sound
Another friend you won't miss anyhow