Victims

The night falls a black veil on a porcelain doll
Getting closer to the moment I break apart beyond repair
What is sleep when all I have are these tortured dreams
Throwing up the taste of razors that cut too deep
That’s the price I’ll pay
You would see a change in these eyes
But you’ve sewn yours closed
I’m not your heroine
I’m a victim to your ways
You’re not so innocent
You’re the one that made me feel betrayed
I’m not your heroine
I’m a villain in your veins
We can be enemies
You can hunt me down if you’re not dead
Oh, it’s heightening
I can feel the change inside
They will be terrified of what comes next
I claw straight into the ones that decieved me for so long
They dug their graves, I pushed them in
You would see a change in these eyes
But I’ve sewn them shut
I’m not your heroine
I’m a victim to your ways
You’re not so innocent
You’re the one that made me feel betrayed
I’m not your heroine
I’m a villain in your veins
We can be enemies
You can hunt me down if you’re not dead
This desperation leads to hands unclean
So let’s own our vices, screaming out «Come get me»
We all have debts unpaid with crimes we haven’t even made
I’m not your heroine
I’m a victim to your ways
You’re not so innocent
You’re the one that made me feel betrayed
I’m not your heroine
I’m a villain in your veins
We can be enemies
You can hunt me down if you’re not
If you’re not
If you’re not dead
If you’re not dead