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