The Unwanted Children

The Unwanted Children

Pistol Grip
(album: Another Round)

I´m not the angel that you thought I´d be I had to clip my wings to be free
You should have raised me right now all I know is wrong
the misguided youth struggles to hang on
I feel the hand of God push me aside cause I won´t fall for his lies
You walk through the door with dampened eyes
a little warmth left as you took flight

The unwanted children and the juvenile rage

No reason for self pity cause even I don´t care a shell of a man left bare
I´m a social decay for a rotten cavity I´m a broken branch on the family tree
Never showed love just authority now I´m a cancer on society
I´m a normal looking man with a demon´s heart reek hell upon the cities till the world is scarred

A father´s disgrace shows in your face regret what you can´t erase
I know your displeased with the way I live
I´m a culture disgust I´m a bastard´s kid
Emotions amputated now I have no fear now I look around I see clear
Angers been repressed for far too long
gonna lash out with aggression till the angst is gone