I won't eat for you
And I won't sleep for you and I can't trust you
And I'm so tired, you won't fight
I'm too heavy and you're too light
The truth be told that you fit the mold
For the hate I hold will knock you over
Burn up your face
And I take over this hurtful place
Dad and I
The creep embodied behind shifty eyes
Treats much discomfort with your petty lies
So I'll just sit here and take up space
Just reassure me, it's a hurtful place
Dad and I
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