the wicked

you're addicted to the sensational,
fictional reality consuming your mind
where you can't accept you might be
at fault for this consequence
neglecting your guilty conscience

I hear- your voice-
ricocheting in the skull void
through the static, white noise
feeling your desire to destroy
I see- you lean-
the cupped hand, sideways look scene
spewing shit is the routine
and I'm sick of feeling stuck in between

I know I'm in your sights!

misdirection- manipulation-
a magician for twisting situations
ya putting in loads of dedication
to the narcissist's handbook of defamation

I know I'm in your sights!

they follow me around, yeah
wearing on my nerves, the wicked never take a rest

I'm better off keeping my head down
to stay alive in this part of town

to stay alive in this part of town

I can't control these wicked souls
not sure why I bother 'cause
I know, it's all for the show
always in the spotlight ready to go

I know you're wicked
and I've got ya in my sights!

they follow me around, yeah
wearing on my nerves, the wicked never take a rest

I'm better off keeping my head down
to stay alive in this part of town
they follow me around, yeah
eyes over shoulder, I'm sick of straining my neck

I'm better off keeping my head down
to stay alive in this part of town

to stay alive in this part of town

to stay alive in this part of town