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Wife Beater

this house was trashed, fists were red with the blood of his children
her water breaks, damned a new life into theirs
these months have blown away, your impulse shakes these walls to shame
their hands reach out to you and leave the same
she's lost respect for you, you died the day your son was born
there's nothing left for you, there's nothing left for you to do
you're just a nightmare, you're just a ghost, you'll wish you never had this life before
Now your sons have turned away, the oldest takes your place
one day he'll have the strength to take you on

Father - "I don't know what you expect from me anymore, I have made mistakes but that's not me anymore"

His fists get tighter, your days grow shorter

Son - "You raise your hand again, you just might lose it. I am not playing around father. You better pray before you touch her, I will tear you apart."
the nights it's darkest, the children hidden in their rooms
this is your chance, to make her scream again
he smells the plot in you, he knows you've waited to long
the time has come for you to get what you want

Clots (Ft. Chris Roetter)

There's so much left to clean, there's blood where blood should never be
There's demons screaming in my ears "you should be proud of what you've accomplished in years of your absense, your time alone has paid off it's paid right off"
You should not be here right now, it's 3am and they're asleep
Yes they're still sleeping
Just tie her up they'll never hear her
Just Hurry up, I promise you it will be worth it
Just stuff your sorries in a sack
You will never be a man just hiding in your bedroom
You will never
The time is coming for you to decide, which will it be man? Which will it be?
You might just ruin her she may never be the same
You'll never sleep again
You will never be that man again, what's done is done

Bleeders

I've been in here for three months and fourteen days
You've managed to disfigure me, I'm already ruined
I am a part of you, I live because you breathe
Do you honestly not feel anything for me?
How could you do this to yourself, 2 days before you didn't even know his name
Will I ever get the chance to meet my father?
Do you even know who he is?
I'll keep breathing inside you, I'll pray that you just change your mind
You drank youself to nothing, I just wanted to see your face

Abuser

Our world is caving in, we are questioning, we are fighting with regret
Our colors fading out just blending in with the sick and desolate
And I've been stumbling around beat down forming concrete in my throat
In a world so lost I can't believe we are giving in so fast
Don't become amune to the sickness that eats us all alive
I hope you're scared
You'll feel his wrath on judgement day
Cracked teeth smashed bones and we're walking strong
Turned away from their ears cus our theory's wrong
This is the day I hope I never see, voices mute and no ones listening
This is the end

Molester

Dear Mr. Coleman I hope your fingers rot
I pray that you will be the last of your kind
This is a warning to you, hell will seem like a ride compared to what awaits for you
That evil look you gave her, that contradicting smile
Those goosebumps swell with your perversion
He whispers "I will kill you"
The sweat drops from his brow
He knows he'll have to face her father
Your old wrinkled hands and those pebbles for teeth
I hope you had a good life, now put your hands to your knees
With the TV so loud, all the neighbors will hear is a re-run from seinfeld and they'll cover their ears
They will never speak your name, they will never hear your name
Dear Mr. Coleman I hope your fingers rot
I pray that you will be the last of your kind
That evil look you gave her, that contradicting smile
Those goosebumps swell with your perversion

Guts

Whats stopping you this time from everything you know you want to do
I waited outside for you, with nothing but my fists and rage
I saw you peak out the window, I'll be here until the morning breaks
I'll never let this go, you better lock your doors, I am coming for you
You better pray I shed an ounce of mercy for you
You better pray

Small Face

I wasn't sure if I should stay or go
I had covered for you for way too long
This isn't how it's supposed to be
And it's taken it's toll on me
I'm so disgusted with myself
You told me they'd  never find out
They wouldn't care, they wouldn't believe me
I hope you let me sleep tonight

You creep up on me when she's not around, not around to save me
Why can't you just go away
What if I can't forget anything, everything
What if I wait here, what if I stand here waiting

I'm falling apart
You made me lay there hopelessly
I couldn't scream a word, I couldn't push away
If this is what you need to get off, I'd hate to see what's next for you
Are you disgusted with yourself?
She'd have you slaughtered and hope you burn in hell

You creep up on me when she's not around, not around to save me
Why can't you just go away
What if I can't forget anything, everything
What if I wait here, what if I stand here waiting

You mother fucker I hope you burn in hell
I hope you know what you've caused me
You are the one that's ruined me