At the end of my arm was my own fucking hand
In my head I had a brain that they filled up with lies
I didn't fucking need them with their love and family ties Little children shouldn't speak until they're spoken to
Just another showpiece to show the neighbours who
Can produce the perfect babe with everything in place
God help you if you come out without an angel face
If you haven't got the looks that prove how nice you are
You'll have failed your duty and that's all you fucking are
You're just a status symbol that they need to have in life
Just the proof they need to be the perfect man and wife Like a fucking dustbin they fill you up with trash
Tell you all that life is, is working for some cash
Life's a competition and you've got to be the best
Tread on everybody else, forget about the rest
They tell you to be grateful for what they've done to you
Like tell you the conditions and pump it into you
That you really mustn't fail them cos you owe them a debt
Cos they're the ones that made you and they won't let you forget You're not a human in their eyes, you're a novelty
Don't want you thinking, you'll break the fantasy
Fantasy that you're a toy providing endless fun
You're not a human being, you're their daughter or their son
You bring them lots of happiness when you're very small
But when you lose those darling looks noCos you're no more the cuddly toy for them to hug and hold
You're not an individual and they're just getting old Didn't fucking need them with their love and family ties Didn't fucking need them with their love and bloody lies.
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