I've listened endlessly to your injury, you wanna talk about your sores, you wanna talk about suffering. Maybe sympathy is all you're really hungry for, cause you just criticize. You finger point and you say that they beat you down, you may be victimized, but you're still the one who won't just get up off the ground. I used to be as innocent as you, but my excuses ran out, ran out of things to complain about. Fear will always find a way to show, right through. You want to be more hurt than me, you want to say you're more the victim, you wanna complain and pass the blame, you want to say you're more the victim. You wanna talk constantly about misery and how you've been done so wrong, you wanna bend your honesty and exaggerate the distress that you've undergone. There's never a compromise, no one can say that they've ever been hurt before, they may be victimized, but you'll always say that you're a victim so much more. I used to be as innocent as you, but my excuses ran out, ran out of things to complain about. Fear will always find a way to show, right through. You want to be more hurt than me, you want to say you're more the victim, you wanna complain and pass the blame, you want to say you're more the victim. You wanna be just another someone, somebody angry, somebody broken, you wanna be that then be it all alone. You want to be more hurt than me, you want to say you're more the victim, you wanna complain and pass the blame, you want to say you're more the victim, you want to be more hurt than me, you want to say you're more the victim, you wanna complain and pass the blame, pass the blame, pass the blame