| I don’t give a fuck about a thing they say
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| They act so concerned when they only know my fucking name
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| They analyze my shit like it means something to them
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| But they don’t know a thing about how I’ve lived or where I’ve been
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| All my life people acted like they knew
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| But I’ve come to learn that they don’t have a fucking clue
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| They wasted my time and couldn’t look me in the eyes
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| They were afraid of my truth so the fed me fucking lies
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| They pretend, but they don’t care
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| They want to talk, but no one listens
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| «I understand.» |
| No you don’t
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| So many lies, I’m sick and tired
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| I’m tired
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| Now they try and act like they know what I’m about
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| They tell me that I need to talk
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| That I got to let it out
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| They say
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| «Walter, your’re so angry. |
| You’ve got to let things go.»
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| Well fuck them, and fuck you
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| Hate is all I’ve ever known
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| So, fuck every friend that felt obliged to listen but didn’t give a shit
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| Fuck my teachers for wasting my time and said I was acting out
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| Fuck the social worker that got paid to feel sorry for me
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| Fuck the church for filling my head with useless stories that never helped
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| Fuck the cops for showing up late
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| Fuck my parents for making me pay for their mistakes |