When you spend your days in the cold and the haze
Wanting a life with a little less craze
You think about the ones who have done no wrong
Praying for a god or at least the sun
And when you think see a light but the lights not right
Because its coming from a source with no end in sight
And you might be wrong but you know its not right... make or break tonight
Cause youre home/Its a trap
Cuz its built/by his hands
And youre fed/but youre maimed/youre left to conceive/child in his name
You're bringing nothing but shame
We need him we love him
You know the sound of his name
And when his voice starts to change
He'll reach out and grab it
Saying youre mine that i claimed
Cuz theres no running away
Cuz youre home/its a game/its a trap/no escape
Cuz its built/with his hands/its a fight/to the end
And youre fed/but youre maimed/youre left to conceive/child in his name
You're bringing nothing but shame
One of them's laughing one of them's crying
Held back attacks and retract from the violence
If the only way to cope is a sense of crime then
Do what you must to protect you mind then
You think about light, you think about the air
You think about the man pulling your hair
Hike up your skirt, lower your drawers
You're bringing nothing but shame
The story of a monster/the story of demon
The story of a man with no rhyme or reason
Except his code/set in stone
When the only way through is to do what youre told
He takes your choice, he takes your kids
He take your hope and pretends that he gives
There no place for him/or any man like him
Because we're living proof living in a basement