sh*tty

**[Verse 1]** We grew up side by side, two buds against the world But his life got twisted, addictive personality unfurled. Diabetes at eight, parents split and shuffled Brady Bunch mix-up, his emotions got muffled. Anti-social habits, escapism his release Fighting demons inside, clawing his way deeper. couldn’t find any peace He spoke of abuse, an older brother’s aggression Molestation or delusion? A psychopathic confession. Not the first on of those, of you and your stories, as you developed a system, of how to get us to believe you’re a victim. **[Chorus]** But We know you’re a liar, let’s roll back the tape You asked for a blowjob and then called it rape Twisting every truth, leading like you’re open hearted. It’s time to grab the shovel, let’s finish what you started **[Verse 2]** I went off to college, he snuggled up to my sister. She was caught in his trap. After another man who dismissed her. But you’re supposed to be my brother, come on, what’s the fucking deal. Acting like it’s cool to flex an interfamilial sex appeal. Platonic, he claimed, but intentions were clear. String her along and use here for comfort, which we sat by and watched year after year after fucking year. As your inside jokes and ketamine pokes your eyes glazed as you bent from a parallel track. And back. And back. And back. I Saw the train wreck coming, so then I started stepping back and back and bak Compensating for the distance, fearing for your mental cracks. So here we are, Years passed, and you’ve continued spinning tales, casting doubt, this time about me, like your shocked I thrived outside of your ferrytales But here I am I’m Chillen with whales. The whole charade is sleeping with fishes. Tried to fuck my sister but then craft a new truth and bait it and switch it. Fuck man, you’re probably still taking about when I was 19 and sucked at doing dishes. Because thats the deal. It what shitty does. He steps on your head while preaching big love. [Chorus] [Bridge] Time moves on, but the scars remain My family broke free, no longer carrying your chains I found my strength, left the past behind But the dude’s still so trapped, a prisoner of his mind Uncle Andy, you call me, in front of the rest. As you sew seeds of hatred, it’s sad I confess. Fake smiles and childish maturity, mother fucker you’re in your mid thirties! You try to hurt me but I can guarantee, you’ll never be what they need you to be. Eventually the cream rises to the neck. When the truth is exposed, and there’s no going back Telling your family lies, playing the victim for support No one came through. So more lines you’d snort. Lost in your delusions. the lines kept blurring. Kick the can down the road, diagnosis deferring. [Verse 3] I’ve moved on stronger, living life without hatred of you. Without your darkness, I found a clearer view. I look in the mirror and I own the shit I do. I’m not going to compromise who I can be for you. Weirdo circle jerker.