Take Me Home - Blis.

The boys and girls they fuck inside of muddy water

They spread their seed and spread their love

Their brothers taught them how to swear and how to use «it»

Father taught them not at all

Dad I don’t care I don’t want to fix it

I don’t need your love anymore

And you can talk all you want, but I won’t listen

Mommy’s gonna pick me up and take me home

I see why you’re not here right now

Time won’t let you remiss what you did

And I know it’s been quiet around

I just enjoyed the silence after all of it

You’d love nothing more, for me to hold you, say «I love you» and believe it’s

true

Sometimes I feel sorry for you

I don’t care, old man, wear my ass out again

You must be so alone

Take me home