Testo di Victim

Isn't it funny We worship a Moon that stole its light from the Sun Hear that? Believers, they speak Oink, oink Like how I was so naive When will it be my turn, my turn I'm not just some tragic victim But when will I learn, will I learn How many bridges do I have to burn Isn't it pretty All my life, all my poetry leaving me And the angels sing surrounding me put me to sleep Then it dawned on me that all I wanted Was an approval that you're never willing to give Hate to admit I've done it all for you I am a wolf, I'm a crow, I'm a bat, a butterfly in disguise I'm in the air, in the sea, in the moment, I'm in you In me When will it be my turn, my turn I'm not just some tragic victim But when will I learn, will I learn It's just me in this world, I'm alone, I'm complete Still waiting for my turn, my turn Even though I'm outnumbered Now, you have me torn, you have me torn Can't remember who I was before