Abuse by Victims Family Lyrics

Something's in the way
Something's in the road
Obstacles for me
Something's in my throat
Some things bother me
Some things don't
Other things might
My life's a sinking boat
Don't let me drown, don't let me sink
I'm not gonna rot, i'm not gonna stink like rotting
Playing happy games
Keeping up a smile
Keeping myself happy
Just for a while
Making ugly music
Writing stupid words
Why do you want to listen?
Don't you get disturbed?
Aren't you getting tired?
Don't i make you sick?
Isn't your stomach turning?
Doesn't my face need to be kicked?
Self-abuse, from me to you, to cover myself
To cover the truth, no self-worth
I'm eating dirt, and i'll get smart
And eat my words
And eat my words
And eat my words
And eat my words
And eat my words