Nonversation - The Cumshots

They fuck you up, your mom and dad

The may not mean to, but they do

When I look into the eyes of a child

I see nothing but future, fear, and misery

Whether mine or his, it’s certainly there

90 flavors of sorrow and fear

They fill you with the faults they had

And add some just for you

Born naked and crying, that’s TKO

And in the first round?!

You still wanna go?

I’m an idiot, but I’m not stupid

Pass on my misery?

Even I wouldn’t choose it

I’m never gonna save the day

And maybe you will find another

Maybe just another way

And maybe I’m broken down

But baby you will have another

Living in the safe and sound

This is far from the best result possible

But it’s the best possible result

When I look into the eyes of a child

I see nothing but my inherited misery

Whether mine or his, it’s obviously there

Generations of failures and fear

Man hands on misery to man

It deepens faster than the nation’s coastal shelf

Get out as early as you can

And don’t have any kids yourself

Born naked and crying, that’s TKO

And in the first round?!

You still wanna go?

I’m an idiot, but I’m not stupid

Pass on my misery?

Even I wouldn’t choose it

I’m never gonna save the day

And maybe you will find another

Maybe just another way

And maybe I’m broken down

But baby you will have another

Living in the safe and sound