[Verse 1]

Enemies and friends

The scale, it tips towards unfortunate ends

Weighs in on winters, now permanently inclement

It's off and on, but often awful through the worst of it

It "peels the paint from the walls"

[Verse 2]

Opinions on the shade will say the enemy is me

Drag out the fever, drink deep the disease

I'm not immune to a nice surprise

A waste of time

The expression in your eyes

It's enough to "peel the paint from the walls"

Opinions on the shade are always wrong

[Bridge]

The game is cloak and dagger

Trashing homes to pay some rent

Destructive accusations work for earnings better spent

Suggestions say the wait is over

To move along, but take some cover

Beause it seems required reading bares no author as of late

Obscured to keep the cautious culture safe from harm

While mostly up to date

[Outro]

Enemies and friends

The scale, it tips towards unfortunate ends

Destroys the paint on my walls