Mr. Victim

(Highly questionable)

One last laugh
And the rules of attraction change
One little lie
Grow to myriads of escapist traits

Now we're busy grinding diamonds into dust
Seems like lifetimes spent without a thought, seething with disgust
Some things never change, they stay the same
Mr Victim takes the blame

Two for the road
Stumbling blindly through the minefield of the heart
Two lost souls
Beg for mercy as they rip it all apart

Now we're busy grinding diamonds into dust
Seems like lifetimes spent without a thought, seething with disgust
Some things never change, but all the same
We sing along enchanted by the swan song
Finally realizing that the thrill is gone
There's no turning back

Now we're busy grinding diamonds into dust
Seems like lifetimes spent without a thought, seething with disgust
Some things never change, they stay the same
Mr Victim takes the blame, but all the same he knows his game
We sing along enchanted by the swan song all so terrible and compromized
We sing along enchanted by the swan song while our heads are jointly terrorized
No escape from Victim "tricks", stranger gets so "terrorsick"
The anger that it aggravates, no painkiller can veil our self despise