Living life, don't you cry.
My life - pain is God.
Many nights, painful thoughts occur.
Love me - again I'm wrong.
In denial I tried to be your friend.
I tried to be a good boy.
All I see, a hate deep inside.
Startle me, someone save me.
Now these memories
Still I hide
They bury me
All I want to do...{you are not my real mother},
Is kill you... {so I beat and stab and fuck her}.
All I want to do... {you are not my real mother},
Is kill you... {so I beat and stab and fuck her}.
All I want to do... {you are not my real mother},
Is kill you... {so I beat and stab and fuck her}.
All I want to do... {you are not my real mother},
Is kill you... {so I beat and stab and fuck her}.
Looking back I was never ever right.
You were my step mom who always wanted me out of your sight.
I would come walkin' in and I'd say 'Hello', but you slap me and you make some fucked up comment about my clothes.
But I tried to let it pass, but the pictures in my head were with you with a knife up your ass laying dead.
So I popped some more caps in your ass.
Now your son is such a fuck - Mother fucking bitch never try to play me...
You make my life Not so... All I want to do...
Is kill you...
All I want to do...
Is kill you...
All I want to do...{you are not my real mother},
Is kill you... {so I beat and stab and fuck her}.
All I want to do... {you are not my real mother},
Is kill you... {so I beat and stab and fuck her}.
Wish! You! Were dead! Now!
How...I know
How can I cry over someone I never loved,
How can I cry over someone I never loved,
Never loved....Never loved...