they want me to carry on their traditions
but behind these doors there is so much wrong
i wont pass on their fucked up ways
they have never been right and they never will be
you want these things to be perfect
with everything shining clean
it helps you to ignore
ignore the pain its still there
ignore the disease
it still gets
passed on down
scratch the surface
scratch
scratch the surface what do you see
scratch the surface see all the disease
im sick from all that i've seen
im sick from all that i've learned