Walking solo, talking hobo

sidewalk kickin' and you-u-u-u the victim



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