What? When?
Put him on
What did you do?
What the fuck?
Who told you to?
Ok, ok... Shut the fuck up
Just shut up!

Fuck, I can't believe it.
Every time I think
that things can be great
he calls me
and I'm filled with pure hate.

I want to kill him, man ...
Just stab him.
Right there in his stomach,
right there and turn.

But then he'll die
and you'll go to jail.
Ruining your own life,
and no one will pay your bail.

Yea... well, I know, but ...
What can I do?
When his brain twisted
from all the drugs he took,
and all the shitty stuff
he went through?

Look, you are here,
and he is there.
He can't affect you anymore,
you are not under his care.

I don't know, see...
he is my dad,
even if he is crazy,
he'll always be inside my head.
I just hope that someday he'll understand.
But until that day comes,
I'll turn into a crazy mom.

O.... god... look at this
my brain turned out to be like his.