Victim from Drinky Birds by Pu$$y-Cow

Story that bewitches.
One of Rags to Riches
I was middle
I was working class
Raised myself up from boot straps
Cuz when I was 14 my mom left
Cuz when I was 15 my dad left
when I was 17, my dog left
and no I'm so bereft of hope

Cuz I'm a Victim
and so am I
and so is everyone
glorified

Now it's the great humble off
to see who grew up worse off
Is it foreign born in genocide
or the life of a man who lied
or the children of a crack whore
or the prisoner of crack war
or the white guy saying he's the same
as the black man suffering from America's shame

Check out my duffel bag of tricks
in the wide world of politics
my past is my great crutch
a tool for the common touch
hardships will be glamorized
constituents will empathize
socialize until I'm humanized
on hundreds of hands, i'll count my allies

Cuz I'm a Victim
and so am I
and so is everyone
glorified

• Punk
• Los Angeles