DRUMS OF WAR

BORN THIS WAY

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(Verse 1)
Rain slicked the alley, trash cans overturned
He cornered me so quickly, a lesson left unlearned
Said he felt threatened, saw danger in my eyes
Then the weight came crashing down, a sudden, sharp surprise
Andy Black, with a whispered plea, a tremble in his voice
Put his knee into my spine, didn't leave me much of choice
Now the memory still lingers, a knot within my frame
While the story he's been spinning puts all the blame on my name.

(Chorus)
Andy Black, Andy Black, knee pressed into my bone
Living life a fragile thing, forever overthrown
He plays the martyr, paints himself a wounded soul
While my back still aches and cracks, beyond his control
Andy Black, Andy Black, the victim's masquerade
Leaving me here broken while his narrative's remade.

(Verse 2)
He talks about the hardships, the struggles he endures
Every minor inconvenience, behind locked doors
Claims the world's against him, a constant, cruel attack
Never mentions the moment that he put his knee in my back
Sees shadows in the sunlight, hears whispers in the breeze
A delicate existence, always trying to appease
But I remember clearly, the pressure and the strain
The casual infliction of a very real pain.

(Chorus)
Andy Black, Andy Black, knee pressed into my bone
Living life a fragile thing, forever overthrown
He plays the martyr, paints himself a wounded soul
While my back still aches and cracks, beyond his control
Andy Black, Andy Black, the victim's masquerade
Leaving me here broken while his narrative's remade.

(Bridge)
Maybe in his twisted mind, he truly believes it's true
That he's the one who suffered, the one who saw it through
But the truth lies in the stiffness, the way I have to bend
A constant, aching reminder of how our story ends.

(Chorus)
Andy Black, Andy Black, knee pressed into my bone
Living life a fragile thing, forever overthrown
He plays the martyr, paints himself a wounded soul
While my back still aches and cracks, beyond his control
Andy Black, Andy Black, the victim's masquerade
Leaving me here broken while his narrative's remade.

(Outro)
So he'll keep on sighing, keep on playing the abused
While I'm dealing with the damage, the pain he introduced
Andy Black, the fragile one, forever in despair
Leaving me to pick the pieces, of the back he put down there.

Andy Black Plays Victim

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