07. The target

I've remained silent for too long on this issue And I think I'm already tired I came to a violent halt with the lies of this issue I was in the middle of gunfire It was October, November, December... Everything burned in ashes and embers A thunderous sound was all I remember There was an earthquake and I was the epicenter That winter I was the target Of all the rumors that invaded the playground And then I felt so powerless Just wanted to tell my version out loud That spring I was the target I had to bear the jokers with a frown Some thoughts whipped my head Trying to break me and knock me down All the gossip spoiled my prime and They spread like wildfire But the pressure creates diamonds I was coal, now I shine It was in March, in April and June All my demons and shadows in my room Are a reflection of the mistakes I must assume I wondered why this message was so inopportune That summer I was the target Of all the dramas I would've liked to dismount But then I got so involved that I was found guilty on all counts That autumn I was the target They could never ever ever take down No matter how hard they try, Their net of lies is unsound And all the dramas and dramas In parties, nights in pajamas My life in a panorama This scene in a melodrama I was the target, the target I was called on the carpet Shot me with bullets and rockets I shrug, my hands in the pockets I was the target The target The target That winter I was the target Of all the rumors that invaded the playground And then I felt so powerless Just wanted to tell my version out loud Out! Out! Out! That spring I was the target I had to bear the jokers with a frown (With a frown, with a frown, woah, oh, oh) Some thoughts whipped my head trying to break me and knock me down (And knock me down down, and knock me down down) That summer I was the target Of all the dramas that I would've liked to dismount (That I would've liked to dismount, oh) But then I got so involved that I was found guilty on all counts (Woah, oh, oh, woah, oh, oh) That autumn I was the target They could never ever ever take down (Woah, oh, oh, woah, oh, oh) No matter how hard they try, Their net of lies is unsound (Woah, oh, oh, woah, oh, oh) And all the dramas and dramas In parties, nights in pajamas. My life in a panorama. This scene in a melodrama. I was the target, the target. I was called on the carpet. Shot me with bullets and rockets. I shrug, my hands in the pockets. I was the target The target The target