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WHO NEEDS ENEMIES - Diana Goldberg (Official Visualizer)

You can now stream "WHO NEEDS ENEMIES" everywhere - out now via @cloudkid 😈💜 Follow me on my socials and say hiii: Insta / TikTok / Facebook: @dianagoldbergmusic Buy my merch here: http://diana-goldberg.com/store/ (worldwide shipping) Credits: Written by: Diana Goldberg, Ashley Parris, Joseph Feinstein Produced by: Diana Goldberg & Joseph Feinstein Mixed by: Joseph Feinstein Mastered by: Birk Artwork photography: Hien Vo Outfit by: Naomi Tarazi -- LYRICS: Do you know that classical piece that goes Tatatatatatata, tatata, tatata It's by Edvard Grieg And I think it's the perfect vibe for this song Am I tainted By the ones that I see on the daily? Changing face for the ones that have changed me, made me Forget myself lately Chained me to my pain and fucking left me Values Don't mean a thing when they vanish Too bad I wasn't more damaged I would be all yours forever Who needs enemies when you got friends like these? All you little bitches you can see yourself out All you little bitches you can see yourself out All you little bitches you can see yourself out Fucking with my loyalty, no extended warranty I am not your property, my life ain't monopoly If you gonna lie to me, lie to me properly You can do a lot to me, but you won't be the boss of me Values Don't mean a thing when they vanish Too bad I wasn't more damaged I would be all yours forever Who needs enemies when you got friends like these? All you little bitches you can see yourself out All you little bitches you can see yourself out All you little bitches you can see yourself out You only think that I know half of what you're telling me And what you're telling me is half of what you're selling me And what you're selling me don't matter 'cause you're dead to me You're dead to me, you're dead to me You only think that I know half of what you're telling me And what you're telling me is half of what you're selling me And what you're selling me don't matter 'cause you're dead to me Who needs enemies when you got friends like these? All you little bitches you can see yourself out All you little bitches you can see yourself out All you little bitches you can see yourself out All you little bitches you can see yourself out, yeah All you little bitches you can see yourself out