| Lady life, don’t you cry |
| My life, pain is God |
| Many nights, painfull thoughts of her |
| Yell at me, again I’m wrong |
| In denial, I tried to be your friend |
| I tried to be a good boy |
| All I see, a hate deep inside |
| Startle me, someone save me |
| Now these memories, fill my heart, they bury me |
| All I wanna do! |
| (You are not my real mother) |
| Is kill you |
| (Should I beat and stab and fuck her?) |
| All I wanna do! |
| (You are not my real mother) |
| Is kill you |
| (Should I beat and stab and fuck her?) |
| All I wanna do! |
| (You are not my real mother) |
| Is kill you |
| (Should I beat and stab and fuck her?) |
| All I wanna do! |
| (You are not my real mother) |
| Is kill you |
| (Should I beat and stab and fuck her?) |
| Looking back I was never ever right |
| You were my step-mom who always wanted me out of your sight |
| I would come walkin' in and I 'd say hello, |
| but you slap me and you make some fucked up comment about my |
| clothes |
| But I tried to let it pass, but the visions in my head |
| were with you, with a knife up your ass, laying dead |
| so I pop some more caps in your ass, |
| Now your son is not so fun |
| Motherfucking bitch! Never try to play me!!! |
| You made my life not so (good) |
| All I wanna do! |
| is kill you |
| All I wanna do! |
| is kill you |
| All I wanna do! |
| (You are not my real mother) |
| Is kill you |
| (Should I beat and stab and fuck her?) |
| All I wanna do! |
| (You are not my real mother) |
| Is kill you |
| (Should I beat and stab and fuck her?) |
| Wish! (ha ha…) |
| you! (ha…) |
| were dead! (aahhh…) |
| now!!! (ha ha…) |
| How…(i know) |
| How can I cry over someone I never loved? |
| How can I cry over someone I never loved? |
| Never loved… |