#I was so nervous to post this FHRHFH

[unknownarmageddon]

You guys remember that Death’s Doorstep album I made. And also remember how I said I may write lyrics for some of those songs

Yeah so I did something

Fuck You, Dad - by my boys Death’s Doorstep (and me too ig)

Full lyrics, baby!! I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing 🧍‍♂️

[Spoken, distant]

Hey, get up there and say something

I don’t know about this..

C’mon, this is your song, man!

[Louder/closer, Cross’s voice; spoken]

This goes out to the bastard that is my father

Fuck you

[Three people laughing in the distance]

[Music starts; interlude for 20-ish seconds]

[Killer’s voice; sung]

You look at me, I know you never see me

Look right through me, but you never see me

Yet you’re breathin’ down my neck

[Brief guitar interlude]

[One second pause, music stops]

[Spoken, deadpan; Dust’s voice] Give me a break

[Music resumes, more aggressively]

[Killer’s voice; sung]

Did you ever love me?

I doubt you did

You hated my friends, you hated my hobbies

You only saw what you wanted to see

Which was anything but me

And the only time you did, all it was was mistakes 

[distant, spoken; deadpan] “Mistakes”? Yeah, sure 

[Brief interlude, serves as transition to chorus] 

Your palm, across my face like a bee sting and your glare a dagger to my hubris

Just one little mistake and you’d lose it

Always breathin’ down my fucking neck

What do you care, if you’d hate everything I did next? 

What an unfixable wreck

Sorry, I wasn’t perfect

I guess

[Cross’s voice, loudly; spoken] Well, you can kiss my ass ‘cause I’m not sorry

Unsupportive, unsupportive, unsupportive fucker

All I needed was support, especially then

But you couldn’t even give me that, no, you wouldn’t even begin

I was just a ghost to you, is that it?

Did you ever love me?

I doubt you did, you didn’t even treat me like your son

And that’s what I was supposed to be

But I turned out to be just some tool,

Is that what I was? What a useless tool, huh? 

Bet you thought I was just another young fool

[Louder] I’m fucking done

[Aggresive guitar riff]

Your palm, across my face like a bee sting and your glare a dagger to my hubris

Just one little mistake and you’d lose it

Always breathin’ down my fucking neck

What do you care, anyway, if you’d hate everything I did next? 

What an unfixable wreck

And look at me now

With people you’d hate, a guitar you’d hate

And I’m doin’ better than you

Bet you’re fumin’ now, aren’t you?

[Dust’s voice, spoken] God, I’d love to see the look on your face

[Killer’s voice]

Fuck you, dad

[Brief guitar/drums interlude] 

[Cross’s voice]

Fuck you, dad

[Music fades, and eventually stops. As everything goes quiet there’s the faint sound of people cheering and laughing in the background]