The place that birthed you

This is the house that built me and I'm going to burn it down

This is the river I crawled from and I refuse to drown here And bless the strippers but fuck the men And bless the berries but fuck the farm And bless the daughter but fuck the family What is a home if not the first place you learn to run from? You've got to bite the hand that starves you, and in doing so praise the place that birthed you

Birthed you fucked up

Birthed you ugly and interesting, and ready to scream