Bottom Feeder

Yeah
Called a truce after you've lost your ground
Your whole self-worth built on keeping me down
Sick of all these scars from the years you've cut me at the knees
Bottom-feeding, soul-sucking fucking misery

Make amends, after you've lost your ground
All that self-worth, built on putting me down
All these scars from the years you cut me at the knees
Never-ending, soul-sucking, god damn misery

I try, I strive, I thrive
No one's here to take your shit
Now you're all alone



Credits
Writer(s): Steph Jurek
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