I'm coming back for another fight
Always on my mind and it's on sight
Feeling dread and nothings right
Killing men, I just might
Running circles in my mind
Thrown down, broken spine
Screaming for my own life
It's just us, not a wife
Realize this is not my life
Kill me now, out of spite
My family's all good and alright
It seems so black and white (ah)
Not my fault, never was
When can you see it's cause
It's your anger and it may seem clearer that
You didn't need to throw me in that mirror
Throwing hands or throwing remotes
Crush my hands and squeeze my throat
Heads and punching through some doors
Kill yourself, you fucking whore (ah)
Can't you see that I'm a mess
Child services on express
Blame it all on your ass stress
Shut up bitch, just call it regressing
Depressing, you're messing with your first born one,
You're only one step away from jail time, man
Our relationship has hit the fan
Blown up like Hiroshima, Japan
Running away, it's my plan
Worst years of my childhood life span
Don't blame it all on me, man
You wanted to be a family man
But can't seem to grasp how to be a dad
Crumbling down, so wicked and rad and
You don't know how glad I'd be when you're gone
It's my secret "wicket" fantasy
Leave the house and leave me
Before I break your precious tv