Poorly Formed

Dear mom and dad you make me cry
Because I am so poorly formed
Year one and done no need to try
Because I am so poorly formed

You say there's no need to cry
And there's a need to try
Why don't you get your out on your big fucking own
Don't pout much or bitch and moan

Dear mom and dad your baked surprise
Became so poorly formed
Ear phones and bones laid waste to die
And made so poorly formed

Now say what's the big surprise
When you laid waste to die
I don't spout much spit and foam

And that's the sick demise
Another way to tell your lies
It takes time to fix the broke
Now get in line to punch this fucking joke

Dear mom and dad became so poorly formed