w h a t   a   f a i l

you can beat the weak
that doesn't make you strong
you're coming home and aim
for the first who comes along
pathetic reasons
you're trying to plead
cannot cover up
your insecurity

what a fail

they may not leave you
that doesn't mean you're loved
like Harry Harlow
you're offering a piece of cloth
they're too ashamed
to tell someone or just run off
you're isolating them
every time you cut up rough

what a fail

flattering to call you pitiful
because you're just despicable
and nothing more, oh no

each bruise you are giving them
is a proof that you're not a man
every time you raise your hand
you show you're not a man
each bruise you are giving them
is a proof that you're not a man
every time you are hitting them
you show you're not a man
you show you're not man

the speaking mirror

in front of you is wise

it reflects you well

doesn't know

how to tell you lies

every sadistic fucking action

has a price

to stop them suffering

we would be glad

with your demise

what a fail
flattering to call you pitiful

because you're just despicable

and nothing more, oh no

each bruise you are giving them

is a proof that you're not a man

every time you raise your hand

you show you're not a man

each bruise you are giving them

is a proof that you're not a man

every time you are hitting them

you show you're not a man

you show you're not man

each bruise you are giving them

is a proof that you're not a man

every time you raise your hand

you show you're not a man

each bruise you are giving them

is a proof that you're not a man

every time you are hitting them

you show you're not a man

you show you're not man

you show you're not man