Wronged

Tonight I’m gonna clean this itinerary.
Pain? Check. Mute? Check. Sometimes best is lone
ly.
On to page 3 with some dignity.
Ink’s bluer than most, what’s it trying to tell me?
I’ve been wronged and it felt just fine,
so far we’re coming up even.
Blank canvas and a match are the props I’ll send
Treading lightly cuz the «fuck you"'s mending
Cross legged and pants pegged is the look you’ll tend
Bottle over fist and the mood is pending.
I’ve been wronged and it felt just fine,
So far we’re coming up even
Who hasn’t been wronged, hasn’t lived.
I like the game and the self defense.
I’ve been wronged and it felt just fine,
so far we’re coming up even.
It’s this game that gets to you.
Just crossed at the finish line,
They said I wouldn’t make it this far.
And that’s all just thanks to you