I was a father
I was a lover
I was a teacher
and a scholar
On that morning
I sipped water
And started to wonder
with a gun to my head
I tore myself from a sunken chair
And began to weep
I'm a fucking wreck
With a half-dead family
And if she hadn't pushed me
I wouldn't have blacked out
I wouldn't have picked it up
I wouldn't have let it consume me
But I'm here with a sunken soul
Operating this broken home
Ten days after with a bottle in hand
Screaming at my last son, alone and scared
I want to find that murderous thief
Who took my youngest with his grinning teeth
Who led that animal to our town
And stood idly by as he raped our peace
I know
His face
Revenge consumes
me
I'm on
His trail
He knows
He's running
Three kicks to that inn door
And its open to an open floor
He washes inside
I knew it was him by his frightened eyes
That I'm not a man
I'm a fucking disease
And if I rot here
In this cell
I'll live it with
Til forth come hell
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