Reverie

The wingspan of my exploits is vast as the sea
 Familiar commencement, familiar routine
 As my Mother lay dying, my Father would scream
 "Son, do you dream the American dream?"
 Oh no, not me
 Not on your life
 I'm gonna live on the edge of a knife
 And prey on the fools who should handle it timidly
 You had your big dreams and planted a seed
 You wanted a flower, but turned out a weed
 My petals will curl and fall to the ground
 You'll whisper my name and you'll spread me around
 And as you grow in my supposed image
 And as you grow in my supposed image
 You won't inherit the truth of how I feel
 You won't inherit the truth
 You'll just assume that it's real
 You'll just assume that it's real
 Father, forgive me
 For I do know not what I do
 Father, if I could, I'd choose to be like you
 Forget this fucking face
 Forget you ever saw it
 Empty your pockets, your keys and your wallet
 A mere $50, my life was delayed
 Locked up and shut down for more than a decade
 And so I sew my seed year after year
 I'll be the meanest bastard you've ever seen
 When I get out of here
 And so I sew my seed, year after year
 I'll be the meanest bastard you've ever seen
 When I get out of here
 Freedom is incarceration by a different name
 I'm free to walk the streets, but I'm financially detained
 And so I sew my seed, year after year
 I'll be the meanest bastard when I get out of here
 There's nowhere left to turn, there's nowhere left to run
 So I'll take what I'm owed or I'll eat this fucking gun
 And so I sew my seed, year after year
 I'll be the meanest bastard you've ever seen
 When I get out of here
 You had your big dreams and planted a seed
 You wanted a flower, but turned out a weed
 My petals will curl and fall to the ground
 You'll whisper my name and you'll spread me around
 On the wings of the wind, to the end of the earth
 My legend will grow as my story gives birth
 To a new generation of violent offenders
 Who worship my memory, hyperbolize my splendor
 And as you grow in my supposed image
 And as you grow in my supposed image
 You won't inherit the truth of how I feel
 You won't inherit the truth of how I feel
 And as you grow in my supposed image
 And as you grow in my supposed image
 You'll piss away your precious, fleeting youth
 You'll fucking piss it away
 Assuming you know the truth
 Assuming you know the truth
 Assuming you know the truth