Back the fuck up
Cold sweats are a constant tribute to the hate in those hollow eyes
If I could breathe I'd say that I'm sorry I never gut you with that knife
Face down on the bedside praying: God please help me
He was never there but the Devil was always near me
Mother, father, saviour please, please help me
No one was ever fucking there
So I took the fucking beatings bare
Mommy please don't let him hit me again
Watch me beg for my life, if I could go back in time
I'd never put down that knife
Yeah, you'll never touch me again
You motherfucking 5-0 bible thumping bigot
Go tell the youth how you fucked up my head
And beat my face to a pulp and made me wish I was dead
But, there's no time to forget the past, all the times
That I had wished my life would end, put in your wrath 'cause
There was always something I could do wrong
A face that's ridden with shame
No one was there for me
I know I'm partly to blame
So beat me, beat me
God, where were you?
Cause you were never fucking there for me
Where were you, God?
You were never fucking there for me
He beat my face to the floor
While you watched, clawed my skin till it tore
I guess I was just nothing to fight for
& that's never changed my dear maternal whore
Three's company
Mom, dad, and God
What a ghostly family
