Do you like the way that I turned out?Does it make you feel like you have something to feel guilty about?And when you see, nothing is left of me to destroyHope you remember that I was just a boyI'm sure you tell yourself that this was loveYou bathe in bullshit, I drown in disgustYou made me so filthy, now I’ll die this wayYet you'll die before me, fucking decayI won't mourn youI got enough fucking bodies in my closet now without youHow could i forget?How your withered hands felt on the back of my neckThey said his cold body was foundWith his blue lips laying in the piss on the groundAnd you can blame everything on a mental disorderBut you know deep down that this was fucking murderI watched the roof burn down in the family homeYou poured the gas, you lit the match, now you’re fucking aloneI hope you know you got me messed up, I'm starting to slipFifteen years later, bitchYou still make me sickSickI hope it keeps you up in the cold of the nightI hope your daughter feels the sadness when she looks in your eyeAnd when you feel like it's doneLike your demons have goneYou'll hear the screams of our stillborn sonSleep tight, may the voices speak lightlyPray to god I keep my lips sealed quietlySleep tight, may the voices speak lightlyPray to god I keep my lips sealed quietlyMy spine is aching and creakingI speak your name when I'm sleepingDon't feel I'll ever quit thinking and I've been shrinking and sinking my thoughts deep under the groundI can’t see over this cloudDon’t even think of talking to me if you see me around