This a song about parents who fight and hurt one another
And it's called the endless cycle
The bias of the father runs on through the son
Leaving him bothered and bewildered
The drugs in his veins only cause him to spit
At the face staring outta the mirror
How can he tell a good act from the bad
He can't even remember his name
How can he do what needs to be done
When he's a coward not a leader
The sickness of the mother runs on through the girl
Leaving her small and helpless
Liquor shoots through her brain with the force of a gun
Leaving her running in circles
How she can tell a good act from the bad
When she's flat on her back in her room
How can she do what needs to be done
When she's a coward and a bleeder
The man if he marries, will that hurt his child?
And have endless excuses
The woman if she marries will do much the same
Thinking that it's right and it's proper
Better than their mommy or their daddy did
Better than the childhood that they suffer
The truth is they're happier when they're in pain
In fact, that's why they got married
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
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