Father Son And Holy Goat-Labrat

Question myself till I bleed Will I live to spoil another day The answers lost in mud I won＇t if it goes on this way And what if you discovered that I could not give a f**k Would you crumble, start to fall Just like I have a hundred times before Blacken my face Distort my features I＇ll be no-one soon I was told to bank on 70 22＇s been hard enough Search for a space to hide in The life I have＇s too much Feeble-minded, fickle and worthless Sickened by my blind incompetence Can＇t even pay the rent And I can＇t see a way out Blacken my face Distort my features Alone - on my own - I fight but I will not win I have been wrong - misled - and now I feel dead Put in goal for the millionth time Not a scratch on anyone else F**k you - can＇t even erase my self I don＇t want to be here - living with fear So whilst I hunt for the exit - keep the f**k out of my way And you should know by now no one f**king hurts you like you hurt yourself Submission hold around my throat Father, son and holy goat