You pass your judgement off onto me, with strategic, hurtful whisperings You even believe your own lies, think you're a master of disguise You don't even care if it's right, I brought my truth to a knife fight Your only goal is to win the game, where I am expected to take the blame. A game where no one will really win, so, I am cashing all my chips in I am no longer filled with doubt, so go ahead and call me out I think it's time I turn the tides, I am in your head, I am inside Ravaging your comfort zone, leaving nothing but skin and bones I'm now comfortable with your insecurities, taking the power from you and giving it to me