When the hell is fathers day?
I don't know and i don't care,
I can see why because i dont care,
About my father.
If i could call him anything right now,
I wouldn't, i'd ignore him,
Just like he did to me,
In the shop all of them years ago,
I'd kill him, slowly and painfully.
I hate my father and no,
This is not too strong a word to show,
How i feel about it,
But i ont be like him,
And run away from it,
Because i'll never be like him.
When is fathers day?
Because for me that is death day,
The day it will die,
And finally i will avenge my feelings,
I will feel no hatred then,
I will feel no sorrow when,
I kill him,
I will only ask myself:
Why not sooner?
Father
If you do not die,
I will kill you,
If i meet you in the summerplains,
I don't know what i'd do,
But i know one thing,
That these feelings are true,
And i fucking hate you. |
