Lyrics 0 Masters for Bastards - Better Promises

I should be dead
I should be dead
I should be dead
I should be dead
Dirt bikes and pizza
No supervision
Slingshots and lighters
No masters for bastards

This one is crying I don't know what to do
This one is yelling I don't know what to do
This one's running off I don't know what to do
They don't teach you how to deal with this shit in school
I should be dead, I should be dead
Trying to find the reason
Maybe they're the reason why I'm here instead
I should be
I should be dead

Dirt bikes and pizza
No supervision
Slingshots and lighters
No masters for bastards

I gave my kids the ebt card
I don't know what I'm gonna eat this week
At least they can go get themselves some
Rootbeer and jelly beans
They don't seem to think that I love them
Or respect a thing I say
But I'm trying real hard now
How long does forgiveness take
How long will I pay for my mistakes
How long does forgiveness take
How long will I pay for my mistakes

Dirt bikes and pizza
No supervision
Slingshots and lighters
No masters for bastards
How long will I pay for my mistakes
How long will I pay for my mistakes
How long will I pay for my mistakes
How long will I pay for my mistakes
Oh no I've got to get out of here
At bars for drinks I'm so alone