Staring in the mirror
I'm thinking about getting surgery
I'm thinking about getting skinny
Wishing I was small
You were once here
Back when you were seventeen
And after you had your babies
Around when Bryce could crawl
Is my self hatred learned?
Or is it in my code?
Passed down from your mothers-mother
Prophesized, and predisposed
A generational curse
That'll only get worse
Rotting out our family tree
It didn't start with you
But it'll end with me
You'd get home from work
The 2008 recession
Walk in to a messy kitchen
Anger in your throat
Now when I'm hurt
I don't get meek, or quiet
I get mean, I riot
I feel fury when provoked
Is my anger learned?
Or is it in my code?
Passed down from your fathers-father
Prophesized, and predisposed
A generational curse
That'll only get worse
Rotting out our family tree
It didn't start with you
But it'll end with me
It'll end with me
It'll end with me
It'll end with me
