I won’t be like my father and I broke up with my mother
I got tired of her kisses…
Tired of her smothering(s) …. around my fingers
let me punch and fuck shit up
the sight of blood and bone and bruises makes me feel like I have woken up
To all the madness all around me I told you that you can count me
Out behind the house I’m getting high with just a soda can
A lighter and some pessimism a dalliance with anarchism
I think Sally loves me
I am plotting our escape from here
Just because they named me that don’t mean that they can tame me
I will not renew my membership
I’m done being an ambassador
For your lame brained PR campaign to vindicate the family name
You fear dirty laundry aired
I fear livin and dying scared
Ohhh
Do not tell me I don’t know
I got voices in my head
They won’t shut up til I’m dead
But now all I see is red
I am drunk on whiskey I’ve heard good thing about absinthe
Absence makes the heart grow fonder so I’ll go off to the yonder
Smoke it sniff it snort it drink it screw it punch it kick it lick it
If theres a feeling to be had don’t wanna die don’t wanna miss it
The more you wanna agitate the more I wanna masturbate
Jerks they’re fucking everywhere with purple smiles and perfect hair
I will steal their girlfriends I will also steal their Subarus
Throw my ass in prison I don’t care I’ll run the joint by noon
Ohhh
Do not tell me I don’t know
I got voices in my head
They will shut when I’m dead
Until then I’m seeing red
You promised me wonders glories untold possibilities
If this is all that life is I’ve been sold a fucking lemon tree
The bitterness it stings and I’ve stopped trusting you or anyone
And I will burn your face off I’ve the power of a hundred suns
You would send me off to war you don’t care about me and my friends
We are all expendable cannon fodder for your freedoms
Why’d you bring me here am I just supposed to buy until I die
To work and work and work and be a tiny man who eats and votes
Don’t tell me there’s no place for anger here I’ve watched your TV show
Beneath upward mobility you’re seething with hostility
Infinite passive aggression low grade clinical depression
If that’s what life’s s’posed to be I’ll say no thank you fuck you please
Ohhh
Do not tell me I don’t know
I got voices in my head
I will shut up when I’m dead
Until then I’m seeing red
But now all I see is red
But now all I see is
Here’s a golden apple
Here are some stories that may help you
Are not, no you are not the first you wont be the last
So eat this golden apple
Eat this golden apple
The fire is meant to warm you not burn the whole thing down