Take it in stride, where is your pride? A monster stole it while I was trying to hide In the temple I built where the insides are gray But the flowers laid out invite you to stay So I've been planting thorns in my garden To hold my power, I have to begin I don't mind writing poems, in photo form It's the action I take, it's the change that I've sworn We suffer in anger, we claw and we bite We're silent through tearfall but not without fight I seem to keep cycling through the bad things I've done For I am not pure, I'm the bad victim I am with myself, it's all I can do I'm reminding myself that I'm stronger than you I seem to keep cycling through the bad things I've done For I am not pure, I'm the bad victim Tell them I'm crazy, I'll tell them you're right Crazy you made me cause you made me fight The record you played, your idea of fun I've made it this far as the bad victim I seem to keep cycling through the bad things I've done For I am not pure, I'm the bad victim