The Case Against Me

Dark Trap, Horrorcore, Industrial Trap Metal

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[Intro]

Case number one.
Me against me.
No witnesses. No defense.
Just the voice in my head.

[Verse 1]

Head full of shit I never confessed,
Old mistakes stacked high on my chest.
Missed one call, watched one bridge burn,
Dig through the ashes just to take my turn.

I know what I did, I remember the cost,
Words I threw sharp, and the people I lost.
I fucked up-fine. I'll shoulder my share,
But why am I guilty when I wasn't there?

Turn every wound into proof I deserved it,
They swing the blade and I swear I earned it.
They walk away clean, I keep the debris,
Build their whole case, testify against me.

[Pre-Chorus]

Where does their damage end?
Where does my guilt begin?
If I wasn't born guilty,
Why's the sentence under my skin?

[Chorus]

PUT ME ON TRIAL,
IN A ROOM WITH NO DOORS!
I know every charge,
I've heard it all before.

I DID SOME DAMAGE,
I CAN CARRY THAT WEIGHT!
But I keep pleading guilty
For the wounds I didn't make.

I'm my own worst witness,
Can't argue, can't leave-
That voice saying "You deserve this"
Sounds exactly like me.

[Verse 2]

Sick of the mirror, sick of reflection,
Turning every flaw into a fucking confession.
Someone says I'm enough? I cut it to pieces,
Find a hidden insult and call it a thesis.

Courtroom upstairs, jury corrupt,
One step forward, they drag old shit up.
Good gets dismissed, bad gets the seal,
Worst thing I did is the only thing real.

I know it's twisted, I know it's obscene,
To punish myself for what they did to me.
Knowing ain't healing, seeing ain't change,
When the judge in my skull keeps calling my name.

Some of the wreckage? I made that myself,
But I keep taking blame for everybody else.

[Pre-Chorus II]

How much more can I take?
How much guilt can I claim?
How do I own my mistakes
Without becoming one?

[Chorus II]

PUT ME ON TRIAL,
IN A ROOM WITH NO DOORS!
I know every charge,
I've heard it all before.

I DID SOME DAMAGE,
I CAN CARRY THAT WEIGHT!
But I keep pleading guilty
For the wounds I didn't make.

I'm my own worst witness,
Can't argue, can't leave-
That voice saying "You deserve this"
Sounds exactly like me.

[Bridge]

I remember who I was
Before I learned to talk like this.
Before every mistake meant
I didn't deserve a damn thing.

Some of it was my fault.
But not all of it.
Not all of it.

So why can't I tell the difference?

[Breakdown]

MY FAULT! MY SHAME!
MY FACE! MY NAME!
EVERY FUCKING FAILURE
GETS ATTACHED TO ME!

THEIR WORDS! MY MOUTH!
THEIR HATE! MY DOUBT!
I LEARNED THEIR LANGUAGE-
CAN'T SPIT IT OUT!

[Dead Silence]

WHO PUT THE BOOT ON MY NECK?!
I DID!

WHO TAUGHT ME TO KEEP IT THERE?!
THEY FUCKING DID!

[Final Breakdown]

I BUILT THE CELL!
I LOCKED THE DOOR!
BUT WHO THE FUCK
HANDED ME THE BRICKS?!

I OWN MY SINS!
I OWN MY SCARS!
BUT I CAN'T KEEP
OWNING ALL OF YOURS!

[Outro]

I know I'm doing it.
Every fucking time.

And tomorrow...

I'll do it again.

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[Intro] Case number one. Me against me. No witnesses. No defense. Just the voice in my head. [Verse 1] Head full of shit I never confessed, Old mistakes stacked high on my chest. Missed one call, watched one bridge burn, Dig through the ashes just to take my turn. I know what I did, I remember the cost, Words I threw sharp, and the people I lost. I fucked up-fine. I'll shoulder my share, But why am I guilty when I wasn't there? Turn every wound into proof I deserved it, They swing the blade and I swear I earned it. They walk away clean, I keep the debris, Build their whole case, testify against me. [Pre-Chorus] Where does their damage end? Where does my guilt begin? If I wasn't born guilty, Why's the sentence under my skin? [Chorus] PUT ME ON TRIAL, IN A ROOM WITH NO DOORS! I know every charge, I've heard it all before. I DID SOME DAMAGE, I CAN CARRY THAT WEIGHT! But I keep pleading guilty For the wounds I didn't make. I'm my own worst witness, Can't argue, can't leave- That voice saying "You deserve this" Sounds exactly like me. [Verse 2] Sick of the mirror, sick of reflection, Turning every flaw into a fucking confession. Someone says I'm enough? I cut it to pieces, Find a hidden insult and call it a thesis. Courtroom upstairs, jury corrupt, One step forward, they drag old shit up. Good gets dismissed, bad gets the seal, Worst thing I did is the only thing real. I know it's twisted, I know it's obscene, To punish myself for what they did to me. Knowing ain't healing, seeing ain't change, When the judge in my skull keeps calling my name. Some of the wreckage? I made that myself, But I keep taking blame for everybody else. [Pre-Chorus II] How much more can I take? How much guilt can I claim? How do I own my mistakes Without becoming one? [Chorus II] PUT ME ON TRIAL, IN A ROOM WITH NO DOORS! I know every charge, I've heard it all before. I DID SOME DAMAGE, I CAN CARRY THAT WEIGHT! But I keep pleading guilty For the wounds I didn't make. I'm my own worst witness, Can't argue, can't leave- That voice saying "You deserve this" Sounds exactly like me. [Bridge] I remember who I was Before I learned to talk like this. Before every mistake meant I didn't deserve a damn thing. Some of it was my fault. But not all of it. Not all of it. So why can't I tell the difference? [Breakdown] MY FAULT! MY SHAME! MY FACE! MY NAME! EVERY FUCKING FAILURE GETS ATTACHED TO ME! THEIR WORDS! MY MOUTH! THEIR HATE! MY DOUBT! I LEARNED THEIR LANGUAGE- CAN'T SPIT IT OUT! [Dead Silence] WHO PUT THE BOOT ON MY NECK?! I DID! WHO TAUGHT ME TO KEEP IT THERE?! THEY FUCKING DID! [Final Breakdown] I BUILT THE CELL! I LOCKED THE DOOR! BUT WHO THE FUCK HANDED ME THE BRICKS?! I OWN MY SINS! I OWN MY SCARS! BUT I CAN'T KEEP OWNING ALL OF YOURS! [Outro] I know I'm doing it. Every fucking time. And tomorrow... I'll do it again.

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