Good Friends, huh?

Danger! Be careful with those who say they're your friends,
they're introduced and turn out to be the fakes.
Somehow they infiltrate your life without a face,
like a ghost breathing next to you and all you feel is the air they breath.
They shake your hand with the right and with the left they penetrate
the knife deep inside... be careful.
And I know all about it because I've seen it, lived it, and learned from it while I took a dive in life.
Now my senses are on the defense, they're active and constantly listening for those harsh sounds of the fake.
I feel like I have the love of a vampire with sharp fangs, you can salute me, but don't get too close because I bite.
I dare you to get close to me with your filthy lies and disgusting sense of being,
you stink and also act like you wanna hang.
Never trust! In arguments without a sense that fools often wanna say.
I don't trust! Not even a cold corpse laying on the floor dead.
I don't trust! Not even my reflection in the mirror when I smile... it reminds me of others that smile when the knife is deep.
Sometimes I feel pain for not trusting my own habits acquired by my style.
All this is just around me,
but it's worse when I get a hand that might just drown me,
It just confuses me... anyone out there could be a rat objected to ruin me.
So, beware I say... don't fall asleep, don't get lost, and always remember...
The right hand has more power,
and can make the left surrender.
You should observe your friends... very closely.
Friends for what? In the long run they always turn their back while you're in need.
Fake friends I don't want! I'd rather be alone.
Friends for what? The majority are a bunch of traitors,
They get there last, and they stumble you to get there first.
Often when they finally learn to fly... they forget that it was you who gave them wings.
One clever saying says: "what goes up must come down," and it doesn't always concerns gravity.
The road of life is very long, and you'll never now when you'll have to cross again that bridge you once burned.
Remember Zaul in the Bible? From outside he celebrates you, but in his heart he's envious... and may cause harm.
No friends, that's my theory... friends are like fruits in the trees... on day they'll hit the ground rotten.
Good friends, huh? So you say.