Who Else Can I Blame For My Horrors?

Who else can I blame for my horrors? Willing victims are growing slim. My ability to hide insecurities, Is wearing thin. I used this to my advantage... Now it seems as if this tactic, Has a need to come to an end. Who else can I blame for my horrors? Willing victims are growing slim. My ability to hide insecurities, Is wearing thin. And a dime spent, No one can afford to lend. How can I keep on pretending, It is money and not religion... That makes me 'tick' and my world 'spin'. Who else can I blame for my horrors? And from where and whom did I get, This insight I have inside of me I regret... Beginning in a free fall, To see it come to an ending I alone seem to let... Happen!