Dystopia
Single • 2001
(Breakfast Club quote): - Son, how was your day, pal? - Great, dad. How was yours? - Super. Say, son, how'd you like to fishing this weekend? - Great, dad! But I've got homework to do. - That's alright, son. You can do it on the boat! - Gee! - Dear, isn't our son swell? - Yes dear, isn't life swell? Smack! My head hits the wall. Don't know why this is happening to me. A role model for me in this world, "Do as I say and not as I do" Another slap across my face Just to show me that you care. How can I fucking love you? What love do you have to share with me? None! Someday there's gonna be hell to pay For treating your son this way. You can't take my dignity Without destroying your love for me. And you wonder why I hate your fucking guts. No time left for apologies, fuck you! Grown apart from you. I'm told that I am stupid. You taught me all I know. That I'm so fucking worthless And that my life's a joke. Curled up in a ball Is how I spent my fucking life. I tremble in fear and I'm bloody And I can't stop the tears from flooding my eyes. What have I done to deserve The agony you call love? I got a broken arm and stitches, While other kids got kisses and hugs. Love, abuse. Ever since I was born I get them confused. You never cared, you never will. When I die, don't come to my funeral. (Breakfast Club quote): - Stupid, worthless, no good, goddamn, freeloading son of a bitch. Retarded, big mouth, know-it-all, asshole, jerk. - You forgot ugly, lazy and disrespectful. - Shut up bitch! Go fix me a turkey pot pie. - What about you, dad? - Fuck you. - No dad, what about you? - Fuck you! - No dad, what about you? - FUCK YOU!
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
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