Step back move away rearrange change my name
Try to wash out the stains that you made
I believe every word that you say
I believe every word
Oh just a game that you made & I played it
Built me a grave & laid in it
Why do I savour the taste of it
Why do I savour the taste
Lost track, always
Fall back, to old days
It's the same shit, same place
Heads up, to save face
I could break my back & call your bluff
Just to stay on track & never be enough
You love the fact that I cut my teeth
Always trying to be the better version of me
Best foot always forward not winning the race
Keeping up cos you're setting the pace
& you laugh at the wind in my face
Yeah you laugh at the wind in my
Oh just a game that you made & I played it
Built me a grave & laid in it
Why do I savour the taste of it
Why do I savour the taste
Lost track, always
Fall back, to old days
It's the same shit, same place
Heads up, to save face
I could break my back & call your bluff
Just to stay on track & never be enough
You love the fact that I cut my teeth
Always trying to be the better version of me
I could break my back & call your bluff
Just to stay on track & never be enough
You love the fact that I cut my teeth
Always trying to be the better version of me"