| Suck my spit, and give me a kiss
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| Let all my demons just swim to your lips
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| I know misogynistically, you know statistically that you will always get caught
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| With the words that will flow from my mouth
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| There is blood in the sand, in the clouds
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| And I know that I’m not a nice guy
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| I hurt people’s feelings, I guess I should die
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| But my body says hurt myself, and my heart says to harm myself
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| And my wife said to love myself, so what am I to do myself?
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| Fuck you, mom, and fuck you, dad
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| Fuck the rules you always had
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| Fuck the way I used to smile
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| High school life, go away, adult life, here to stay
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| Older now, got some kids
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| Love you all, die for this
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| I’ve got anger to talk about
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| I’ve got problems that I never figured out
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| I’ve seen people die when I’m mad
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| I’d like to say sorry, but I’m just too sad
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| How did I get like this?
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| So afraid of everything
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| How did I get like this?
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| So afraid of everything
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| Can you see me, son? |
| As I float away
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| «I can see you, dad, I can see you, dad
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| I can see you, dad, I can see you, dad» |