Thursday, December 10, 2009

Sad Fat Child

First one in the lunch line

last one out the door

your face is filled with choclate

all you want is more

your mother brings home fast food

every single day

Devouring your meal

bring in another tray

shoving fast food down your throat

pretty soon your gunna croak

all the kids all laugh at you

dont worry its nothing new

you cant get up off the couch

your stomach is a pouch

you think life is hard this way

make all the fat go away

SAD FAT CHILD

SAD FAT CHILD

SAD FAT CHILD

SAD FAT CHILD

now you have diabetes

you were so fucking greedy

you were so goddamn needy

you like fatty foods

your mother doesnt cry

she wont care when you die

you like food when its fried

now your gunna die

now your gunna die

your life was a lie

Slut

you said you wanted another chance
but you went and fucked it up
Whoring yourself to everyone
then you blamed it on the drugs
you went and lied and told me
that you had no control
when you had everybodys dick
shoved up your little hole

Dont blame it on the Ecstasy
your nothing but a slut to me
Dont blame it on the Ecstasy
your nothing but a slut

You said your really sorry
you said you regret it all
I want to shove your head in
into a fucking wall
your just a dirty liar
your just a dirty whore
dont want to see your dirty face
dont want you anymore

Mispent Youth

A shaggy kid in ripped up jeans

A subhuman with no dreams

He walks up the streets of downtown

just to find that nobodys around

All his life, hes been beaten down

a cigarette stomped in the ground

the silence is so deafening 

the people stare from the right wing

Its a shame but its the truth

we all are a mispent youth

I think it will be much better

if us kids all stick together

The City streets are so cold

our protaganist, he is so bold

his mother left when he was 3

he never had a family

dropped out of school when he was 5

a miracle hes still alive

He never knew, his real dad

deep inside, it hurts so bad

growing up, all alone

the product of a broken home