Chasing Victory

A Taste Of Your Own Medicine

Chasing Victory


You're about to feel a rush of blood run down your spine 
You're about to taste a dose of your own medicine 
I'm bending over backwards and I'm cutting it close 
I put my life at risk for you 
Your love for failure clearly shows 
I'm better off to let you go 
You only lead the darkest alleys 
You're misleading me with your ghost 
I felt so afraid when you showed up 
With your means to betray 
Oh no, I'm tearing down all the memories of your face 
Though I never saw you I can recognize your taste of love 
This can't be love, you haven't the slightest what that means 
Love is patient, with no intentions to deceive