Who lead you to believe?
That the pull of the earth,
Would be to you?
Not all the stars you wish upon,
Would revolve around you,

Who lead you to believe?
That the pull of the earth,
Would be to you?
Not all the stars you wish upon,
Would revolve around you,

For once in a lifetime,
You’ll claim you support yourself,
Support your life,
Support your health,
Whilst under your blood’s law,
Thus is your greatest flaw,

The blissfulness I see in your life,
What makes you think all is well?
Better children than you have had much less,

You disgusting bastard child,
Would you act the way you do,
As a cold, lonely orphan,
Pull that script from amongst your chest,
You’re inadequate at best,

There’s not one thing about you,
That’d make me feel “blessed”,
Your presence isn’t a present,
It’s such a fucking burden,
Your presence isn’t a present,
You drag your loved ones,
Deeper,
And deeper,
Into the world’s bottomless pit,
They now have debt to call home,
So welcome yourself in,
To your loved ones ruined world,

Who lead you to believe?
That the pull of the earth,
Would be to you?
Not all the stars you wish upon,
Would revolve around you,

Who lead you to believe?
That the pull of the earth,
Would be to you?
Not all the stars you wish upon,
Would revolve around you,