Victory Song

Guide me to bind bend and slip into your mind
Reuse every ounce, every inch of my patience
Like a glove emotionally I wanna wrap around you
Give you everything you ever wanted and know that I'll be true cause

Fuck the people who bring you down
Every dipshit man with a sexist mouth (fuck em!)
Any time you wanna speak your mind the floor is yours
Don't be ignored or pushed to the back of the fucking line

You are everything
You know? I guess you could tell by
The way our personalities are so inline
Every thought you have is one step before mine
I think you deserve the best so when I hear you're under stress
It makes me feel it in my chest
Like your nerves have always been attached to mine

I'm sick of the way
They treat you everyday
And if they never understand what they have
Well they might as well give you up now

I'm sick of the way
That things are everyday
And it makes me so God damn sick
That they don't care
You gotta fix your face
Put your confidence in the right place
And hopefully when they shoot you down
You fall with grace

Don't give up now!