You call with voice to sad
But really you think I'm mad
You talk of the need to come
How dad is ill an nearly done
You worry as he cries in pain
While i wish hell go insane
He falls down an passes out
Pushing your mind not to doubt
Flying high on his drug
Our dad is just a thug
You go home to find your peace
While mum wishes for sweet realise
He whistles, then rings his bell
He's faking cant you tell?
You all run around for him
This man so evil deep within
Each time you say my name
He rips his heart and feels aflame
He's lost his power and soon his life
Thank goodness realise for his wife
I hope you see I'm not so bad
Finish his life and make him sad
Find your wings and fly away
Don't let him cage you one more day
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