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Victim Of You
 
Victim of you.

Words that can't be taken back are your ammunition. 
Talking to me, but I'm just not listening. 
Walking side by side as the clock strikes noon. 
When things are going well, its back to hell to soon. 

Now the fights seem longer, and the days never end. 
We finally make amends. And in an hour your crying again. 
I don't want to hurt you, but there desires I  can't resist. 
I've given up on love because in reality we know it doesn't exist. 

But if you change your ways and have faith.
You can change the destiny of our fate. 
To my lives puzzle, your the last part. 
To finish off the vicarious trouble that lives in of  heart.  

Although were at war between eachother. 
We don't believe in being with any other. 
So we fight and fight, until were out of weapons. 
Count our blessings, and attempt to learn a lesson. 

I hear you calling, rain keeps falling, but that's nothing new. 
Just awaiting that glimpse of skies that are the brightest blue. 
But besides the rough times, and the  things you put me through. 
I'd take a bullet in the head, knowing I'd be a victim of you. 

By Justin Blair

© 2012 Justin Blair (All rights reserved)

 

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