[Winchi] Hit Me / original song

CW: Mentions of violence Shout out to my wonderful friends and their awesome characters that inspired this song~! \(-w- ) music/vocals/illustration/editing: Winchifrost (=^w^=) Stream Hit Me! ↳ https://social.tunecore.com/linkShare... ...Or download it on Bandcamp! ↳ https://winchi.bandcamp.com/track/hit-me Instrumental: https://winchi.bandcamp.com/track/hit... (=^w^=) Did you like the art in this MV? You can also 『COMMISSION ME』 for art here: ↳https://ko-fi.com/winchifrost/commiss... (=^w^=) Find out more about me! ↳ https://winchifrost.carrd.co ===LYRICS=== “Ugh! Tch... heh... That all you got?” Everyone trusts you despite how you menacingly glare Am I the only one getting that look? Is no one else seeing that calculating stare? I’m familiar with the eyes of a crook Caught red-handed. We’re lost and stranded I wash the blood from my hands under the tap But I’ll convict you. Your guilt constricts you Act weak when you’re strong and be strong when you attack Hit me, baby Wrap your hands around my pretty throat I’ll be your mirror and your scapegoat Hate me, baby Gimme all you got. I'm getting close To knowing who will be the first to go Don’t you hate the way you see yourself in my eyes? So, obliterate the person behind my lies Take my name and crush it, take away my disguise But underneath you’ll see the similarities We’re not so different, you and me Can’t help but keep you in my sights I’ll find whatever you leave behind Your footsteps lead back to your crimes Shall I read your Miranda rights? Running away from ourselves and coming back To fighting each other in a balancing act On a tightrope we both walk while we expect to fall If either of us slip, do we lose it all? Reflections and refractions that surround me when I'm lost The ticking of a time-bomb and the ringing of a gunshot Recollection of events based someone’s broken watch A calculated effort til my heartrate drops! Reflections and refractions that surround me when I'm lost The ticking of a time-bomb and the ringing of a gunshot Recollection of events based someone’s broken watch A calculated effort til my heartrate drops! Hit me, baby Hate me, baby Hit me, baby Wrap your hands around my pretty– Hit me, baby Wrap your hands around my pretty throat I’ll be your mirror and your scapegoat Hate me, baby Gimme all you got. I'm getting close To knowing who will be the first to go Don’t you hate the way you see yourself in my eyes? So, obliterate the person behind my lies Take my name and crush it, take away my disguise But underneath you’ll see the similarities We’re not so different, you and me