Spit by True Temper Lyrics

I'm getting tired of holding my tongue
Walked over and spit on
I'm sick of being under the gun
Why can't I count on anyone?

Die in and die out
Making sure the right words come out of my mouth
Well I hope they're happy
Cause I'm constantly judged
By junkies, cheaters, liars
Consumed by their pride

Pointing fingers without looking inside

Tell me how I'm a dissapointment
Tell me how I'm a piece of shit

You look at me like I'm the bad guy
Just because I have my own mind

What the fuck is wrong with thinking for myself?
Not giving a fuck about anybody else
You just sit on your ass
Teaching your kids to hate
To hell with your worthless name
I will not do the same