The Showdown - I, Victim (Here's To The Year)

Blacking out
Spitting gravel grinding teeth
Coming home
To just how desperately we need
Bloodshot eyes
Half filled holes and weakened knees
This is consequence
This is shredding skin

We're so obvious
Sharpen rocks to break our fall
So obedient
To what bend and breaks us all
We're just passengers
Biding time between the lines
Here's to the year
Here's to nothing at all
Disconnect
Vertigo will serve you yet
Streetlight sick
Daylight never felt so dead
It's not personal
But the crosshairs stays on you
We give you victim hood
Do with it what you will

We're so obvious
Sharpen rocks to break our fall
So obedient
To what bend and breaks us all
We're just passengers
Biding time between the lines
Here's to the year
Here's to nothing at all