I'm the bastard your pastor warned you about on Sunday
The drop out your mother hides you from on Monday
The thief that your father curses every evening
The boy in red with nothing to believe in
The red bandana is my family crest
"M.O.B." tattooed on my chest
I haven't cried since I was three
The day I saw my father leave
Angel dust, coat the walls of my lungs
From the inside
And spread throughout my system
Travel up to my cerebrum
Pierce a hole in my brain
And take a piece away
The piece that holds all reason
Make me go insane
If I ever met a man who said he was my dad
I'd probably shoot him twice and leave it at that
But I know he never met his own crack head father
So it's no surprise to me his own son he never bothered
Grandmother's rosary around my neck
Like a noose I don't want to forget
She never told me what it meant
Before she died on a hospital bed
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