True Hate.

FUCKING GARBAGE.
USELESS SHITHEADS.
All the pain and the carnage,
I'm sure I'm not the one who's head is dead.

You're the one cursing at me and my brother,
The respect that you yearn from us we won't give another,
You're not worth it I'll tear your 'respect' asunder,
No wonder,
You got no friends you're a one hit blunder.

We told you and we were reasonable,
As far as I'm concerned you're just feeble,
Yeah you live life on reverse, evil,
I'm out just like what you wanted,
Don't call me your son I'm just a wandering mistake.
You're fake.