Scapegoat

Chimaira
Burning inside, slumped over, living a lie
I reach for the whip to tame the beast
Your eyes judge what they do not know
Don't look at me that way
The words you use behind closed doors, make their way down the hall
I'm not your scapegoat,
I'm not your fucking scapegoat,
Is it so hard to see the truth?
How much more do I have to prove?
I'm not your scapegoat.
What am I supposed to do?
When nothing I say, no matter how true,
Will make the actions of yesterday easier for you.
Why can't you get over it?
Why can't you move on?
Where were you?
The reflection that you see, does it haunt you, daily?
I'm not your scapegoat,
I'm not your fucking scapegoat,
Is it so hard to see the truth?
How much more do I have to prove?
I'm not your scapegoat.
I'm not the one to blame.
There's a little me inside all of you.
*Rob Arnold solo*