Cenöbite - The Shit Apple Doesn't Fall Far From The Shit Tree Lyrics

There's nothing sadder than just a poor
Loveless woman additionally burdened with
So many stacks of books that are
Just piling up in her office
They're there for a reason
To potentially delve into whilst comforting her child
But she never reads as much as the
Title page and I don't blame her
It must be so hard to get through the day
But the pages are stuck together like
The glue on her child's hands
But what does that matter

This child is nothing but an inconvenience
An additional inflicted punishment for such a beautiful soul
Why must she endure such a troubled presence
She doesn't deserve it
Even I ask why
Why does she have to deal with this
Is it really that hard to read the books you wrote

Why
Why is it so hard
To read the books
That you f*cking wrote
I didn't ask for this
Hey
Hey
Did you ever think about me
Am I of any importance
To you
Am I anything
Below the carpet that you f*cking bought on sale
These books
Aren't written in a different language
Some of them were written by you
Hey can you read the title page to me
It's in your handwriting
Hey

Authors don't read
You don't have to read them
I can't read them out loud
You will not ever
Open these books