Lyrics:

Attack!

Little orange eyes coming from my room
Cutting up my hands, gotta clean up my wounds
Bathroom poltergeist, running up his spine
Sweaty nausea, palm full of red wine
Striations up my arm

This curtain's a man of war as liquid drips in me
Smoking lady's wake, gotta get to LA
Hands above my head, making out the will
Forty-four and three-fourths holding down the back seat
Blood-poisoned cast

When a good friend attacks
When a good friend attacks

Here comes Elvis!

Orange eyes coming for you, unbridled rage at one foot two
Orange eyes coming for me, ready to wreck my whole family
I know he's your brother, and I love him too
But I feel scared, so what can we do?
A gentle twelve pounds when he's in your lap
But pick him up and he'll fucking snap

When a good friend attacks
When a good friend attacks
When a good friend attacks