Crooked Jaw

Father I'm wondering
Is it Nature?
Father I'm questioning
Is it Nurture?
Which one will dictate the man I'll become?
Regardless, I'm not sure I'll overcome
Because regrettably I still carry your genes
Because unfortunately I can't replace or delete
The memories
Of the abuse, of your lies
Of the damage you've done

And now, the mouth I scream my lines through.
My silver smile, and crooked jaw
Will forever remind me of you

Forever reminds me of you

So now it feels like
Each time I try to escape
Your hands are wrapped around my neck
I try to tell myself
I will be free someday
Although I'm shackled to this ball and chain

There's no surpassing this
Each time I step on stage
I just remember
That I'll never be the same

Now I'm concerned if abuse breeds abuse
When will this cycle end?
Will it be me or you?
I am afraid of fulfilling your master plan
Of making me into your carbon copy
So you can further spread your fucking influence
A puppet master is nothing without his marionette
But I refuse to be a pawn in your gambit
I won't inherit you, claim you,
Or fucking worship you

Father I'm wondering
Is it Nature?
Father I'm questioning
Is it Nurture?
Which one will dictate the man I'll become?
Regardless, I'll make sure I overcome
Although regrettably I still carry your genes
Although unfortunately I can't replace or delete
The memories
I'll keep on trying to free myself
Carve my own path.

Crooked Jaw
Silver Smile