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