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