Eyes like wolves hunting innocent prey

Seeking out victims to play in your game

Manipulate to fill inside where you've dug your own void

Memories are creeping, and stalking, and haunting

Unfriendly reminders of fiendish behaviors still

Fingertips drag across flesh

Like fragments chisel in a headstone

Invading the hairs on my skin

Crawling up the spine, consuming the mind

Doubting myself because I didn't fight or scream

Keeping your transgression buried underneath

I've done enough believing in the devil

That I forgot who he was after

Selfish ways have become sadistic

I wasn't born to die a statistic

Silenced by shame, I've hid in secret

I wasn't born to die a statistic

Questioned what I should have done different

I wasn't born to die a statistic

This isn't my guilt to live with

I wasn't born to die a statistic

I wasn't born to die a statistic

I wasn't born to die a statistic