Daddy's looking in mommy's dresser He is careful he doesn't wake her In the basement is naked sister He masturbates while he takes her picture
Crying will only make things violent Like a good girl she keeps things silent Playtime's over and off come his pants Now it's time for the daily lap dance
Run away by the age of thirteen On the streets and a mother to be Earned a bachelor's in prostitution And a master's in drug addiction
Forest full of dying trees Bearing only poison seeds Rotting roots you can not see Inherit the crust of a family