I've been praying for far too long 

 To see both of my father’s dissolve 

 Ones real and the others an impostor 

 But both seem as absent as the other 

 

 One is the man I wanted to become 

 The other is composed of living scum 

 They both have their ways to torment me 

 While I search for my false sense of sanity 

 

 So now I ingest this insecticide 

 To try to eradicate all of these butterflies 

 That keep struggling to arise 

 Straight out the fucking depths of my insides 

 

 It’s time for me to break this oppressive mold 

 To finally say this shit that I've never told 

 To blame all your mistakes on a 14-year-old 

 Was it me who put that coke up your nose 

 

 How does a man find himself if he never had a mentor?

 Cast your self to the side, for a life of drugs and whores 

 

 You lost me

 You lost me

 You lost me

 You lost me

 

 Lost a son

 Lost a son

 Lost a son

 Lost a son