Brace For Mavericks - Playing the Victim



You ran out of bridges to burn
Traded everything just for a hit
No ambitions, no goals, there is no self control

It slithers underneath my skin
Bad habits laced in skin

The only time
I feel alive is when I'm begging for more
In vain I crave fixation

There will come a day
Where I walk my talk and finally leave
The room is spinning as you're drunk on wasted time

Persistence is key
I tell myself every morning and night
Stop lying to yourself
You're fucking killing yourself

Victim
Where did your family go?
Victim
The façade is up

How could a man so tall stumble so low
The only time
I feel alive is when im begging for more
In vain I crave fixation

I look to you as a comfort for what's wrong and right
What will happen when the line is blurred
What will happen when I fall like you

There will come a day when I walk my talk and finally leave

No room for victims
Intoxicated
Victim

I've created this horror
There's no one else to blame
Fuck the grief and fuck regret
Step up and do something about it

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