Texty: Vendetta Red. White Knuckled Substance. Stay Home.

A song to soothe you son of mine
Your broken bones heal in due time
Another day in silence suffereing such a bitter pill
We're the sons and daughers daddy hates too much to kill
Revenge is mine sayeth the lord
And you only hit me when you're bored
Story books and happy endings bite your lip in fear
Pray the next blow kills you so you won't have to be here
You said son, I didn't mean it
there's something wicked on the inside living in me
She said son, he didn't mean it
there's soming evil on the inside
Stay home