Regretful Damnation

Playing with my fingernails until I bleed Can’t listen to the yelling and the fear of which you feed You threaten me again This time in front of your bitter enemy The one who’d turn around and give his life for me You’re lucky you didn’t snap Then he would have snapped, and you’re neck would have snapped, too! He would have killed you, sometimes I wish you would have hit me Then he’d have the excuse to kill you and defend me And my brother, one day he’s gonna flip He’ll go psychotic, and punch you in the lip If you touch my mother, I swear, you’re gonna die If you weren’t so stupid, you’d know you were the reason why she cried And why my brother is a rebel and I’m so fucked up But you keep getting worse, you know, its just my luck I dislike suicide, I wouldn’t kill myself, I don’t wanna But if I were, I’d let you know I’m gonna And its because of you, its your fault So are the times when my brother couldn’t breathe while he was clenching his heart And also those times of attempted suicide Did you ever stop to think about your wife’s precious life? She supports you. she wakes up every morning to feed you Do you care? Would you ever? You’re lucky that she’s weak, cuz you’re still together *Damn you bitch, you mother fucker I hate your guts, go back to your mother Its not my job, nor the job of my brother To serve you like a bitch, I’m your fucking daughter Everybody hates you, don’t you see it? Good thing that you can’t cuz you’d see the truth and be damned to regret it Sure you care and I know that you love me You have no choice, you don’t wanna fuck up and abandon me But hey, you might as well Your existence has exposed me to life’s living hell You’ve fucked up anyways, and again Don’t you find it kind of strange that you don’t have any friends? A little funny, don’t you think? Its like you Your wife’s the nicest person and she doesn’t have friends, too She’s badly influenced, so you say, by the people she knows, so its not okay You don’t like them, so they stay away You don’t like my brother’s friends, so they run away And spread the word That man’s an ass crack, so fucking absurd! Ain’t it ironic? They all say the same But you’re too deaf and illiterate to understand * be damned to regret it (X2) 2002