you knw me 10% but you dont know me 90%
if you really knew me, if you really knew me.
the father who screw up his wife.
the father who used to adore me.
forgot the honour, forget the integrity
you do this, when youre more than a fifty.
you said youre guilty yet caused mom into anxiety.
with such impact, you never interact.
you fled, how much it intrigues me why you never reflect.
you erect, gave that whore a humpbacked
ejacuation, pleased that bitch with agression.
you made us all seemed like a miscalculation.
you told mom i still love you.
ha-ha you shoud have wipe that lubicant off you.
we were important, we're just werent the right ingredients?
so it seems, that intervenient,
gave you all those obedient convenient.
how do you do that shit?
know who picked you up when you fall, know who gave you their all
always get what you wanted, never fail
we inhale, then exhale
until we realised, our efforts were to no avail.
dad, you never in your life felt apologetic.