I am still your son No one knows at all Taught me how to run Tripped me until fall If you were alive I'd embara** you If you were not uptight I'd be too embara**ed to Funny how the wounds congeal somehow Scars remain but all the hurt fell out Seven miles of storm All the way to town work was always hard we swung the hammer down shot my twisting mouth bite my corpse's tongue journey inside out to show me how it's done Funny how the wounds congeal somehow Scars remain but all the hurt fell out I shove the food back down I knock the feeling out I shove the food back down I knock the feeling out Funny how the wounds congeal somehow Scars remain but all the hurt fell out