[00:00.00] 作词 : George Carroll/Louis Bell[00:40.60]I’m walking through that building and the building’s brick, the children sick[00:43.62]The nuns have sewn-up c**ts, priests are walking with their killing sticks[00:46.92]My father’s just a little boy crying in his bed[00:49.84]My mother’s staring at the brains blown out the back of her father’s head[00:53.56]How hard is it? How hard is it to trip out in this mess?[00:56.29]When my heart has just, my heart has just been ripped out of my chest[00:59.52]”I am not no b***h” I scream, want no part of what this dream[01:02.76]Am I really just imagining? Can my eyes trust what I’m seeing?[01:06.71]I’m a screwed up human being being screwed up, chewed-up pills[01:09.39]Told you not to shoot up, Mike, I watched you shoot up shoot up still[01:13.11]Told you not to load that gun, watched you shoot that shoot that steel[01:16.17]I do not want that in this nigh**are, no not that, that’s too for real[01:19.95]God I fought you tooth and nail but you made me go through all of this[01:23.29]Now I have to call you just to stop this alcoholic ticks[01:26.70]I’m a ticking timebomb and you could kill a donkey with just half the s*it that I’m on[01:33.46]It’s time to shut the door on this room right here I’my ve eye had on[01:36.72]Let’s move down the hallway further, I can see them raping my mom[01:39.58]Back in Catholic school, acid tripping with my tie on[01:43.21]The walls inside my house were not the ones to be a fly on[01:46.03]My face is looking older, no shoulder to cry on[01:49.84]This place is getting colder, I just want a bed to die on[01:53.25]I should’ve died much younger, I’m drowning under water[01:56.63]Old enough to see my son, I was too young to meet my daughter[01:59.62]The fetus has a spirit, I hear it from a bassinet[02:03.24]That’s empty but I keep looking at it every time I’m passing it[02:06.66]What the f**k you laughing at? Have a little sympathy[02:10.03]Some empathy, you bastards always acting uncompassionate[02:13.39]I’m basking in my past, it’s an assassin[02:15.83]This assassin got my future by the throat with the butcher knife and slas*ing it[02:20.11]Raw from my emotions now they’re back to take the last of it[02:23.48]My childhood was stolen from me, f**k it now I’m trapped in it