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
Fill my heart
They bury me
Refrn:
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 made my life - not so...
Refrn:
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).
Wish! you! were dead! now!
How...I know
How can I cry over someone I never loved? | 
AJÁNLOM AZ OLDALT
