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I spread myself to thin
Waiting for my life, to begin
Not being there through thick or thin
Without moderation or discipline
I won't be the victim anymore
In this paraphrase I must explore
But in the mirror the victim stares back at me
Tightly around the neck making it hard to breathe
Hard for me to breathe
But when I wished it was over and it came true, (next time) ill be careful what I wish for, (for) what I might lose
Now I finally understand who I need to be, not the victim in the mirror, staring back at me
I'd change the game if I could, but ill adapt just like an animal should
In all of my meaningless conversations, if you seen one, you've seen all of my faces
But when I wished it was over and it came true, (next time) ill be careful what I wish for, (for) what I might lose Now I finally understand who I need to be, not the victim in the mirror, staring back at me
IT'S NOT FOR ME
Writer/s: SoundMob
