Victim of Reality Songtext
von Pennywise
Victim of Reality Songtext
Let′s Take a Ride
Take a ride and you will see
Another dose of reality
It's your life that becomes a victim of me
I think I′m sick and you will see
Because
One good shot and you'll end up dead
It's violence on the streets and it will never end
The world is not built for me
And your my next victim
Victim of reality
Voices
Screaming in my head telling me that path that I tread
It′s not sane
But it′s where we're fed
You′re gonna end up dead
It's not something new to me
A body in the street free publicity
For me and you a world we′ve known
A world that is so cold
Because
One good shot and you'll end up dead
It′s violence on the streets and it will never end
The world is not built for me
And your my next victim
Victim of reality
Voices
Screaming in my head telling me that path that I tread
It's not sane
But it's where we′re fed
You′re gonna end up dead
You're gonna end up dead
You′re gonna end up dead
You're gonna end up dead
Victim of reality
Voices
Screaming in my head telling me that path that I tread
It′s not sane
But it's where we′re fed
You're gonna end up
Voices
Screaming in my head telling me that path that I tread
It's not sane
But it′s where we′re fed
You're gonna end up dead
Take a ride and you will see
Another dose of reality
It's your life that becomes a victim of me
I think I′m sick and you will see
Because
One good shot and you'll end up dead
It's violence on the streets and it will never end
The world is not built for me
And your my next victim
Victim of reality
Voices
Screaming in my head telling me that path that I tread
It′s not sane
But it′s where we're fed
You′re gonna end up dead
It's not something new to me
A body in the street free publicity
For me and you a world we′ve known
A world that is so cold
Because
One good shot and you'll end up dead
It′s violence on the streets and it will never end
The world is not built for me
And your my next victim
Victim of reality
Voices
Screaming in my head telling me that path that I tread
It's not sane
But it's where we′re fed
You′re gonna end up dead
You're gonna end up dead
You′re gonna end up dead
You're gonna end up dead
Victim of reality
Voices
Screaming in my head telling me that path that I tread
It′s not sane
But it's where we′re fed
You're gonna end up
Voices
Screaming in my head telling me that path that I tread
It's not sane
But it′s where we′re fed
You're gonna end up dead
Writer(s): Randy James Bradbury, Fletcher Douglas Dragge, Byron C. Mcmackin, James William Lindberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com