Offkey Melody

Lay asleep, quiet night

Though the house is not alright

Not a peep, intertwined

With the spouse's moans in candlelight

You tried to raise her well

But you're fighting a losing war

Her mother's busy fucking

Other men on her daughter's floor

So long husband, goodbye boy toy

Nothing about her love is synonymous with coy

Rotating figures of perverted fathers

And a minx of a malevolent mother

When the time comes to grow up

What kind of daughter will show up?

She was born in sin

So rinse, repeat, again

She was born in sin

So rinse, release, pretend

What does she show her daughter?

How to lie, cheat, and get filled?

What does she show her future friends?

How to fuck up her own life as she gets drilled?