Take a look in this operating room   Fear up in his eyes they never spill   Now he feels like the altered one   Growing up in this life with it      Now you be what you want to   Don’t ask for their praise   You’ve been tired of waiting all these years to grow up      Take a look at this home that they create   Blistering of his life, will never heal   So he seek for his open looks   Searching out for his part to it      Now you be what you want to   Don’t ask for their praise   You’ve been tired of waiting   All so goddamn aggravated all through the years   What does it mean?   These 40 lashes for listening to them   Weakens the power of love      Now you be what you want to   Don’t ask for their praise   You’ve been tired of waiting   All so goddamn aggravated all through the years   What does it mean?   These 40 lashes for listening to them   Weakens the power of love      This call of your, for your broken heart to heal   You’ve been tired alone and the course that you’ll take   Is what you believed, for years after   He’ll be lost in the wake of your open arms      Now take a look at this broken home he made   Fear locked up inside, never meant to be free   But it screams out for something close to hear it   These busy eyes they will never see   I said I’ll drink my 40 ounce into my grave   I said I’ll drink your 40 ounce into your grave      You bleed through your gums   Yet you still talk   Yet you open your ears   Yet you hear no one      You bleed through your gums   Yet you still talk   Yet you open your ears   Yet you hear no one      Now take a look at this operating room   The fear in his eyes will never spill   Now he knows why the only way for him to beat it   He’ll always try but he’ll never win   I said I’ll drink my 40 ounce into my grave   I said I’ll drink your 40 ounce into your grave      You bleed through your gums   Yet you still talk   Yet you open your ears   Yet you hear no one      You bleed through your gums   Yet you still talk   Yet you open your ears   But you hear no one      It feeds in your self, all it needs is one   It bleeds but it never spills   It closes your heart   Distances your body   Only now control can feed within      He’s been bad boy   Oh it’s not the only way   He’s been bad boy   Yeah it’s not what he seeks   But some ones prize it takes   I said I’ll drink my 40 ounce into my grave   I said I’ll drink that 40 ounce into your grave