Reckon
Reflect
In order to gain respect
From those who we love
Those who we are born with
Those we did not choose

MOTHER, FATHER, SISTER, BROTHER

I used to think the answer
In a glass so deep
Were reality is distorted
For the time my life aborted
Nothing was ever sorted

My heart was forever bleeding
My liver was forever screaming
My family I had stopped believing
This life I was leaving

What children here and see
Is tattooed on the brain
It drives you insane
In later life it comes clear
Those you cherish dear
Are cause of all fear

Middle class life
A bitch of a wife
Just take the knife
All will become clear
Happiness, i cherish dear.