VICTIM OF FATE by tom jensen
I watched the smoke rising
Up from the flames
Love is dead in my eyes
But I’m not to blame
A victim of fate…
Call it what you will…
It was a hard thing to swallow…
But she had to take the pill
I stopped caring and cut my ties
Lost the fire within my eyes
I’ve grown tired…dissatisfied
Now exposed…what I used to hide…
I got people dropping like flies
Disappearing out of my life
By now I stopped asking questions
Because I know the reasons why
I stopped caring and cut my ties
Lost the fire within my eyes
I’ve grown tired…dissatisfied
Now exposed…what I used to hide…
I got people acting like fleas
Latching, attaching on to me
It’s probably because they’re weak
They’re playing games like hide and seek
Sadly, no one comes to find them
Negativity defines them
Those who used to stand behind them
Have moved on…gone on with their lives
I watched the smoke rising
Up from the flames
Love is dead in my eyes
But I’m not to blame
A victim of fate…
Call it what you will…
It was a hard thing to swallow…
But she had to take the pill