Prent's Guide To Living

Wasting his days and his nights

Nothing's changed, nothing's right

He has no sense of pride, sees no respect in his parents eyes

And why should he care? No one ever cared for him

Wasting her nights and days, sixteen with a child

God wouldn't have it any other way

And then they told her of shame and that impurity made her bed

No fuckin'choice, she took two lives instead

All these worthless nights, all these wasted days

Down the path I follow you because who am I? Denial

I still care but it's my life in despair laughing

Harder in self-concious I've played my last solitaire

That shirt's too tight to wear

Wasting my nights and my days, nothing's changed, nothing's right

I know I'm not exactly the parents guide to living

But it's the road less traveled in this world so unforgiving

And I've lost count of score