Haunt me, they will feel you

They will kill you, hold me

I thought you loved me

You hate me, you raped me

Four years old, ripe for sexual activity

Your mother doesn't know a goddamn thing

Oblivious, a broken leg, stop your whining

Listen to your grandfather, he loves you

Why did he throw the chair?

Mother, why did he throw the chair?

It's not my fault I don't remember

What I do when I'm blackout drunk

Justify your actions with drug abuse

You fucking raped your own grandchild and never got your punishment I fucking hate you I want to slit your throat

Why did pop pop throw the chair?

Mother, why did he throw the chair?

No love, no peace, not a moment's peace

There's no peace, never a moment's peace

This is the reality you live in, no peace

Pop pop's cute little innocent fucktoy gets no peace

I want you dead, I want you dead

No peace, not a moment's peace

There's no peace, never a moment's peace

You will never find a moment's peace