Youth Cemetery

Ever since I was a kid my father made me feel like shit

His hypocrisy is a disease, and it will end up being the death of me

I'm a corpse of a child who never had any of his father's love

His hands are no longer on me, they got burned to a crisp after so many years of him touching on my skin now he's on fire

I gotta get rid of him & you will never find the body. I buried it in the youth cemetery

I was afraid but I think kind of liked the pain

Emotional reaction to a situation that's tragic

I think my blood is a little bit toxic, like I have a cruse inside of me

I have these feeling that my existence needs to be punished from things he did to program me

I can write songs about how he's still haunting my head & how he's still in my bed but I need someone to beat me until I bleed