Eridian - Self-Inflicted lyrics

How does it feel? To know, alone, basking in your who*e of a victory You walk around with your head high Running your mouth like you're some sort of king You're not much a man, running when you were suppose to stay Don't worry I'll be a good friend and kick the chair out from under your feet To leave you dangling from a the knot you tied Ever considered the consequences of being a piece of sh**? I'll leaving you hanging to think about it You're not a man You coward