Victim - Mike Gordon

Open window, the techno lingo

Circles flashing 'round you-u-u-u, you kicked them

Do you climb into something that you don’t know

Fitting twice as much mesmerises you-u-u-u

Some Quasimodo snaps a photo, and sketchy evidence

Might have misconstrued you-u-u-u

You never were the victim, I’m sure you know

You never were the victim, I’m sure you know

Never thinking, what you’re drinking

The drink is choking on you-u-u-u the victim

And girls are breaking, see you awaken

And your antennae is extending her own visual like you tricked 'em

Bad bone, swagger and nesting, non-stop

'til the dud of the bottle hits the ground

Mothers sinking, hear them thinking

The choice is evident, you-u-u you picked 'em

You never were the victim, I’m sure you know

You never were the victim, I’m sure you know

I’m sure you know

I’m sure you know

I’m sure you know