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This is your son
searching for serenity
This is your son
praying for simplicity

This is your son
becoming dysfunctional
This is your son
remaining so cynical

-What the fuck do I have to prove?
I don’t know what else I can do
I can’t take this shit anymore
I’m lying face down on the floor- (Chorus)

This is your son
trying to understand why
This is your son
begging for some peace of mind

This is your son
exhausted of emotion
This is your son
suffering from misfortune

(Chorus)

-This family is fucked up, distorted
I wonder if I should ignore it- (2x)
(so fuck it)

(Chorus)