VICTIM OF MY OWN DEMISE

MY BACK AGAINST THE WALL
I FEEL LIKE PEOPLE ARE ANTICIPATING MY DOWNFALL

I TRUST NO ONE, BECAUSE THERE REAL INTENTIONS YOU CAN NOT SEE
IT FEELS LIKE THE WORLD HAS A PLOTTING TO DESTROY ME

EVERYONE THINKS I'M TRIPPEN
BUT I REFUSE TO BE CAUGHT SLIPPIN

I WILL REMAIN AT THE TOP OF GAME
UNTIL THE END OF MY RAIN

THEN I REALIZE BEING PARANOID HAS MADE ME LOSE CONTROL OF MY BODY AND MIND
THEN AND THERE I COME TO FIND

RIGHT BEFORE MY EYES
I HAVE BECOME A VICTIM OF MY OWN DEMISE