Woke me up At 6:03 Arguing loud About who looked At who There’s cereal On the ceiling Why? I don’t even… Know anymore Somebody’s crying Somebody’s sticky The dog’s wearing A superhero cape And somehow… I’m the bad guy For saying “Maybe don’t Lick the window.” Inside… I’m counting backwards Smiling… Like I’m not One Lego away From a complete Mental collapse Fuck them fuck trophies Fuck them crotch goblins Fuck them semen demons Fuck them sexually transmitted dependents Love ’em to death but… Man… Fuck them kids The TV’s loud They’re louder Every question Needs answering Right now “Dad…” “Dad…” “Daaaaad…” I swear My government name Isn’t even My name anymore One’s climbing The furniture One’s eating Something That definitely Wasn’t food And the house Looks like A tornado Paid rent Inside… I’m counting backwards Smiling… Like I’m not One Lego away From a complete Mental collapse Fuck them fuck trophies Fuck them crotch goblins Fuck them semen demons Fuck them sexually transmitted dependents Love ’em to death but… Man… Fuck them kids Fuck them fuck trophies Fuck them crotch goblins Fuck them semen demons Fuck them sexually transmitted dependents Fuck them fuckin kids Fuck them fuck trophies Fuck them crotch goblins Fuck them semen demons Fuck them sexually transmitted dependents They’re expensive They’re exhausting They’re loud enough To wake the dead Wouldn’t trade ’em For the world… But… For about Thirty uninterrupted minutes… Man… Fuck them kids.
