Bastardizer - Foxing

Let down and fallen out

To be coked up and gone fleeing south

You’re disengaged

While she stays home

To pick up your tabs

Cause your just horny

With secret texts

From other names

In your old phone

By the picture frames

And you think I must not remember

You think I must not remember

But I do

Here lies the magician

Survived by applause but still can’t listen

The Bastardizer

The patron saint

Of disconnection

Of feel-no-shame

You leave a son

Who has your name

When you’re finally gone

He’ll be okay

You think I must not remember

You think I must not remember

But I do

You think I must not remember

(I must not remember)

Runaway father

You swear him away

Now that you’re absent

You find it okay

Next generation

It’s feeling the same

Raising themselves up but can’t forget your name