I cannot stand by and watch this,
I created it, it wants to leave now,
It looks at me cause its hungry
But I've run out of food
Yeah it still wants to be heard, and it needs me,
I sit at home and I wonder,
I wonder, why it has to come to this now,
Yeah it likes to feel like you're listening,
Like a fathers selfish motives,
And it needs to be contained
Stood back and watched you die!
Inside you beat me,
Comes round and fucks your brains out
Infection of rejection,
And it still wants more
Yeah, it likes to have your attention,
Like some kind of cheap redemption,
And it needs to be contained