I vent my frustration at you old man, after
Years your ears will hearYou screamed that you
Tried, but it's words of a weakling and promises made
By a drunken liar [fucking liar] Now you pick up that splintered
Chair, that was aiming for your head A head that should
Have been long ago kicked in by me Alone
I won't lose a second of sleep for thisDon't touch me
Orphaned to the dope and drinks, I learned my lesson well,
Somehow(?), from you No tears Can't clutch my regrets
But these years of detachment have left me with
Demons now surfacing But I'm becoming more than nothing
You never knew the answers to any of my questions, did you?
You made up all the answers to my unimportant existence
But now you don't have to dump me off, not again

Don't touch me again

I vow, lest I die tomorrow

You'll never be the father I am The bastard father to
The thousands of the ugly, criticized, the unwanted The
Ones with fathers just like you We're fucking you back
I'm shoving my life right down your throat Can I
Find the guts? Can I feel the heart? Look at the
Ground as you choke me up, does it taste like tequila?

Or failure?
We're fucking you back