Lover Sister Mother Others
I hate that I keep calling you
Even though I say that this time I'm done
The way that I keep falling for you
Even when your with that bitch
I hate that I'm not that someone
So I scream and I cry and I beg and I plead
All I see is red, the same color that we bleed
I'm addicted to you, I'm your addict, I'm your fiend
Plastic laced with liquid metal morphine
I hate the way your mood shifts
You act different in front of your friends
You really think they're that clueless
They know what you did with him
You've become so fucking distant
Everything changed in that instance
Ever since I confessed my feelings
Everyday since has been so different
The poison penetrates, putting a strain on the veins
My sister plays with razer blades
Writes these name on her arms and legs
Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it
To so many you are their influence
But you didn't come home from school you were truant
Left this house in ruins
So I ferry you to this burial
Nobody showed up, nobody to carry you
Empty casket, no body, still have to bury you
Feeling hysterical
It's a miracle I don't kill that motherfucker
The one who laid his hands on you
I think he did it but will never admit it
So I kidnapped his ass and laughed as he gasped and turned blue
This one's for you
Was it hard for you without a father
To raise your child too many obstacles
But you let him stick it in no longer optional
Fuck him, I'm here it wasn't impossible
Forgiven you a long time ago
But these scars will still always show
I watched you snort coke among other things
When I was only 8 years old
Never had friends cause we moved so much
The only time I ate was when I had school lunch
Angry at the world as a kid
I thought about suicide
Man the shit was fucked up
Where were you when that man felt me up
Said if I speak my ass is going in the fucking trunk
So I laid there quiet let him tear my ass up
Only a child, but was born with bad luck
Fuck this shit sucks
Even though I say that this time I'm done
The way that I keep falling for you
Even when your with that bitch
I hate that I'm not that someone
So I scream and I cry and I beg and I plead
All I see is red, the same color that we bleed
I'm addicted to you, I'm your addict, I'm your fiend
Plastic laced with liquid metal morphine
I hate the way your mood shifts
You act different in front of your friends
You really think they're that clueless
They know what you did with him
You've become so fucking distant
Everything changed in that instance
Ever since I confessed my feelings
Everyday since has been so different
The poison penetrates, putting a strain on the veins
My sister plays with razer blades
Writes these name on her arms and legs
Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it
To so many you are their influence
But you didn't come home from school you were truant
Left this house in ruins
So I ferry you to this burial
Nobody showed up, nobody to carry you
Empty casket, no body, still have to bury you
Feeling hysterical
It's a miracle I don't kill that motherfucker
The one who laid his hands on you
I think he did it but will never admit it
So I kidnapped his ass and laughed as he gasped and turned blue
This one's for you
Was it hard for you without a father
To raise your child too many obstacles
But you let him stick it in no longer optional
Fuck him, I'm here it wasn't impossible
Forgiven you a long time ago
But these scars will still always show
I watched you snort coke among other things
When I was only 8 years old
Never had friends cause we moved so much
The only time I ate was when I had school lunch
Angry at the world as a kid
I thought about suicide
Man the shit was fucked up
Where were you when that man felt me up
Said if I speak my ass is going in the fucking trunk
So I laid there quiet let him tear my ass up
Only a child, but was born with bad luck
Fuck this shit sucks
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Writer(s): Timothy Powers
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