Текст: Samiam. Soar. Friend.

Now I am five, now I have turned five
I'll be with the big kids at school
No more mom and dad, I've got to act cool

Not all smiling faces, not all open arms
I didn't know this was your cubby hole, friend

Now I have grown older, now I've grown colder
I'm here with these assholes at work
No more mister nice guy, now I'm only that jerk

No smiling faces, not all open arms
Just give me my invoice slip, friend

Not everyone's a friend
Not everyone's a friend
Not everyone

Not everyone is your friend
Not everyone is your friend
Not everyone is your friend

Not everyone's a friend
Not everyone's a friend
Not everyone

Not everyone is your friend
Not everyone is your friend