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