(VERSE)
Oh, mother
You fucked up, again
You lost your kids & every one of your friends
Save yourself - I'm finished with this
Oh, mother
You're a loaded gun
You're a father walking out on his son
Let me sink to the bottom - I'm done
Break the blocks off my ankles & run
Build a bridge & get over it
You can burn in a flaming, sailing fire pit
It's worth very little, anymore
Like it was worth very much before
You're a villain; a filthy, lying thief
There is nothing that can brink you to reality
You're twisted up; a mangled Chevy in the road
The cyst on the back of your brain must have blown