I vent my frustration at you old man, after Years your ears will hear..You screamed that you Tried, but it`s words of a weakling and promises made By a drunken liar [fucking liar]. Now you pick up that splintered Chair, that was aiming for your head. A head that should Have been long ago kicked in by me. Alone. I won`t lose a second of sleep for this...Don`t touch me. Orphaned to the dope and drinks, I learned my lesson well, Somehow(?), from you. No tears. Can`t clutch my regrets. But these years of detachment have left me with Demons now surfacing. But I`m becoming more than nothing. You never knew the answers to any of my questions, did you? You made up all the answers to my unimportant existence. But now you don`t have to dump me off, not again...
Don`t touch me again.
I vow, lest I die tomorrow...
You`ll never be the father I am. The bastard father to The thousands of the ugly, criticized, the unwanted. The Ones with fathers just like you. We`re fucking you back. I`m shoving my life right down your throat. Can I Find the guts? Can I feel the heart? Look at the Ground as you choke me up, does it taste like tequila?
Or failure? We`re fucking you back
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