Lyrics:

We all become what we most dislike
In this picket fence cartel

Tell, tell
Nothing left to sell
What have we become? Cycle all over again
I filled the shoes 'til I was ten
In front of the classroom, in front of my peers
That day will always be remembered
It was etched in tears
Daddy taught well at the end of his belt
Daddy taught well at the end of his belt

We all become what we most dislike
We all become what we most dislike

Tell, tell
Nothing left to sell
What will I become when it's my turn again?
Will it hurt me more than it hurts them?
Scotch tape the volume of my mouth
Withhold the expression that I wasn't allowed
Daddy taught well at the end of his belt
Said daddy taught well at the end of his belt

We all become what we most dislike
We all become what we most dislike
We all become what we most dislike
We all become what we most dislike

Daddy taught well at the end of his belt
I said, daddy taught well
Nothing left to tell
Come on, come on, come on
Come on
Daddy taught well at the end of his belt
Daddy taught well at the end of his belt
Come on

Tell, tell
Nothing left to sell
We all become what we most dislike
We all become what we most dislike
We all become what we most dislike
We all become what we most dislike