These crosses all over my body
Remind me of who I used to be
And Christ forgive these bones I´m hiding
From no one successfully

Jesus can always reject his father
But he cannot escape his mother´s blood
He´ll scream and try to wash it off of his fingers
But he´ll never escape what he´s made up of

The fate´s already fucked me sideways
Swinging by my neck from the family tree
He´ll laugh and say, "You know I raised you better than this"
Then leave me hanging so they all can laugh at me