In "Vindication" by Comeback Kid, betrayal cuts deep after trust was sold for fool's gold and poison. The initial shattering gives way to a desperate need to stay intact, but cynicism clips every attempt at flight. Deceived and thrown to the wolves, the hurt turns outward, demanding release from the lies replaying in their head. Sweet vindication becomes the only cure for the insanity of being played, even as what happens next slips beyond control.
Vindication Lyrics by Comeback Kid
Shattered at first
This could be the last
I gotta find something to keep me intact
I’m on a roll
Nailed it again
Symphony of fumbles
God, I made an attempt
It’s like my wings clipped in the air
Hit a wall of cynicism
Now I’m aware
Damn peddler pushed that poison down my throat
Times up, pulled a watch out from your coat
Fools gold, pressure breeds inside of me
Made me fall for your reality
No saving grace
That was a fantasy
You sold me out instead
Hate to say it
Damn, there’s no saving face
All this insanity
Stop playing with my head
I want that sweet vindication
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Deceived, deceived, deceived
I need that sweet vindication
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Deceived, deceived, deceived
I need that sweet vindication
You’ve already thrown me the wolves
Not one for revenge, but you should know
What happens next is out of my control, oh
Let the dice roll
What happens next
Out of my control
Deceived, deceived, deceived, deceived
No saving grace
That was a fantasy
You sold me out instead
Hate to say it
Damn, there’s no saving face
All this insanity
Stop playing with my head
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Get the fuck out my head
I want that sweet vindication
Deceived, deceived, deceived
I need that sweet vindication
Deceived, deceived, deceived
