Getting tired of this disguise
Wading through your self-entitled lies
Mother never told you no
She begged you not to go
She’s praying for your poor and broken soul

Its not misfortune, not your affliction
You think they’ll crucify you
No one even cares, and no one ever will
You’re running out of time
Your path it ain’t divine

No I'm not your victim
I'm not gonna be a victim
Disorder
Disrupt the order
Disorder
Disrupt the order

Just another angry soul
Leave you with all the broken boys
Who’ll never know
No one owes you shit
If you think you can take it think again
You’ll never win

You’re not a martyr
Not a subverter
You think they’ll crucify you
No one even cares
No one ever will
You’re running out of time
Your path it ain’t divine

You’re the one who’ll be a victim
A victim of your weakness
Spineless and selfish
Enjoy your isolation

Your self important nonsense
I pity your existence
Meet resistance with a fist

I'm not your victim
I'm not gonna be a victim
Disorder
Disrupt the order
Disorder
Disrupt the order