Distorted Stories

Opportunity strikes again Opportunity strikes again Said it before and I'll say it again You're the same old "friend" But a friend in vein Is not a friend at all Always begging to run It's time you learn to crawl Straight Down to the Hole You've dug For yourself Again and again Try to make amends Forget what you said But every time I end up All alone again Numb what's in my head Before I go deaf from your distorted stories Your impunity, my disdain Like I've said mother fucker It's the same old game I couldn't give two fucks To "clear my name" Before you learn to walk I hope you lose your Legs Cut Off at the waist Like you did to me Your own scapegoat In your victim complex Again and again Try to make amends Forget what you said But every time I end up - All alone again Numb what's in my head Before I go deaf from your distorted stories Bend or break My choice to make It's take, take, taking everything Inside of me Not to follow you To where you sleep A fantasy of Permanent dreams To sing you to sleep