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The Words We Use - Absence (2013)

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Woe, Is Me - F.Y.I.

Outline In Color- Jury Of Wolves

[Intro]
Who the fuck are you to tell me who I am
From the outside looking in with your perfect little plan
You don’t know my wars
You don’t know my nights
You don’t know the blood behind my fucking fights

[Verse 1]
I bled in silence while you talked your shit
Turned my scars into the punchline bit
Point your finger like you’re holier than me
But your hands are dirtier than what you see
You call me “broken” like you’re so damn clean
Like you weren’t part of the same damn scene
You sip your lies, I spit my truth
You preach from safety, I survived the abuse
You say “victim” like I enjoy the role
Like I didn’t crawl from a burning hole
Like I didn’t drag my heart through hell
While you rang the fucking judgement bell

[Pre-Chorus]
You don’t want strength, you want me weak
You want me silent, small, and meek
But every word you throw my way
Turns my pain into a blade

[Chorus]
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TO CALL ME A VICTIM
WHEN I’M STILL STANDING IN THIS SYSTEM
I FOUGHT MY WAY THROUGH EVERY SIN
AND YOU GOT THE NERVE TO LABEL ME FROM YOUR SKIN
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TO SPEAK MY NAME
WHEN YOU AIN’T FELT THIS KIND OF FLAME
I’M NOT YOUR LABEL, I’M NOT YOUR LOSS
I’M THE ONE WHO PAID THE FUCKING COST

[Verse 2]
You feed on drama, suck it dry
Then look shocked when I don’t cry
You twist my story for your feed
For your likes, your pity, your fucking need
But I don’t need your sympathy rain
I turned pressure into power and pain
You sit up high on your opinions
While I break chains and crush dominions
You don’t see the nights alone
Where I had to face it on my own
No saviors, no fucking hand
Just me and this cursed land

[Build-Up]
You call me weak, I call me warned
You call me lost, I call reborn
You call me down, I call aware
There’s hell in me but I still care

[Chorus]
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TO CALL ME A VICTIM
WHEN I DEFIED EVERY FUCKING SYSTEM
I WORE THE CHAINS, I BROKE THEM CLEAN
DON’T CALL ME WHAT I’VE NEVER BEEN
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TO JUDGE MY PAIN
WHEN YOU’VE NEVER WALKED INSIDE THIS BRAIN
YOU TALK TOO LOUD WITH NOTHING TO SAY
SO TURN AROUND AND WALK THE FUCK AWAY

[Bridge]
I am not your sadness
I am not your charity
I am not your diagnosis
I am my own fucking clarity
Every scar is a signature
Every scream, a scripture
You don’t get to name my fight
You don’t get to own my night

[Breakdown]
CHOKE…
ON YOUR OWN LIES
DROWN…
IN YOUR DISGUISE
I BREATHE FIRE
YOU BREATHE SHAME
WE ARE NOT THE FUCKING SAME

[Final Chorus]
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TO CALL ME A VICTIM
I AM THE STORM YOU TRY TO SILENCE
I AM THE DAMAGE THAT SURVIVED
THE FUCKING VOICE THEY BURIED ALIVE
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TO CALL ME DONE
I’M JUST GETTING FUCKING STARTED, SON
YOUR WORDS DON’T BREAK MY BONES
I BUILT A THRONE FROM WHAT YOU THREW

[Outro]
So speak my name one more time
With poison on your tongue
And watch me turn your hatred
Into the power you run from

Outline In Color- Jury Of Wolves

Justin Marrero 2

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