Excuses Pile Up

I can't wrap my head around the way you go through life
Playing victim at every turn, always complaining despite...

Committing crimes, searching for pride
Hollow inside, living a lie

A lack of pressure put on you at any point
Responsibility shunned from those you disappoint

Time after time the excuses pile up
Blame it all on others, blame it on bad luck

Always bitching about everybody else
Time to point the finger at yourself
Refused acceptance of the result of never acting like a fucking adult