trouble seems to be keeping me on a short leash, i mean seriously
girl problems are over, family problems knocking on the front door as we speak.
things are so messed up at home right now.
i seriously look down on my family, if thats what you can call it.
so much for family, i'm close to punching my dad, i mean seriously
he might as well be the first person i beat up.
no lies my friends,
i usually hit back if someone hits me repeatedly, but i haven't thrown a punch back
but i swear, if he ever does what he did to me again
i'll beat his fucking face into a pulp
no lies my friends,
he will not die of old age, seriously illnesses such as cancer or stroke
by my hands he'll fall because he fucking deserves it for abandoning the family
you can call me a family guy,
but sadly i don't really have a family
just a greedy bunch of fuckers who stay in the same house
messed up my life is,
alright i'm coming
time to answer the door and face trouble
steadfast i am,
my heart's a soldier
marching on to die..