I've been praying for far too long
To see both of my father’s dissolve
Ones real and the others an impostor
But both seem as absent as the other
One is the man I wanted to become
The other is composed of living scum
They both have their ways to torment me
While I search for my false sense of sanity
So now I ingest this insecticide
To try to eradicate all of these butterflies
That keep struggling to arise
Straight out the fucking depths of my insides
It’s time for me to break this oppressive mold
To finally say this shit that I've never told
To blame all your mistakes on a 14-year-old
Was it me who put that coke up your nose
How does a man find himself if he never had a mentor?
Cast your self to the side, for a life of drugs and whores
You lost me
You lost me
You lost me
You lost me
Lost a son
Lost a son
Lost a son
Lost a son
