From the recording SPLIT

Vocals and Guitar- Jeff Locke
Drums- Jim Chaffin
Bass and Vocals- Sid Duffour
Guitar and Vocals- Bryan Gray
Guitar Harmonics and Vocals- Tobin Bawinkel

Produced by Tobin Bawinkel and the blamed
Recorded at Library Studios Chicago

Lyrics

I am not your friend or your enemy
Can't you see in life conflicts within me
Holding on to past because I'm not free
Killing me your job is death it's incomplete

Your tongue is wicked it can't hurt me

So you think that you're better than me
Your so blind your soul is clouded you can't see
At the end of the day I'm doin fine
My soul is saved how's yours we'll know in time
  
Your tongue is wicked it can't hurt me

It might be better if you just don't say anything at all
I'm feeling cornered these walls are shrinking
Don't Care!

Now's the time to hold your head up high
Too hard to walk a path while on a crooked line
So removed from this life's where you are
Can't sink the boat that's shipwrecked far upon the bar

Your tongue is wicked it can't hurt me

It's time to bring it back where we belong
Save my mouth from singing all of these bad songs
Show to me the way I want to be
Just like you, just like them, just like me

Your tongue is wicked it can't hurt me

It might be better if you just don't say anything at all
I'm feeling cornered these walls are shrinking
Don't Care!