Kick Me When I'm Weak

Take me down, take me out

And shoot me in the face

He says when his life is over

He will know he's a disgrace

Nothing compares to the feeling he gets

When he walks outside and there's no one around but himself

And he's free again

Why? I can't seem to know your face

And I try, but I can't seem to picture

I can't seem to picture the way you hold me

When you know I've had enough

Oh, the way that you talk to me when I'm off my face

Kick me down on the floor when I'm weak

And he hates his school life, oh, so he quits it

Working for a boss in a corner shop

His mates rock up to buy cheap fags and booze

The beer that will make you sick

No ID required in this small town

Everybody knows who you are

"I'm Beth and Lank's boy, and you're Abigail's son

And this time it's gone too far"

Why? I can't seem to know your face

And I try, but I can't seem to picture

I can't seem to picture the way you hold me

When you know I've had enough

Oh, the way that you talk to me

When I'm off my face

Kick me down on the floor when I'm weak

Repression is control if control is what you need

But no one condemns violence for the sake of you and me

Repression is control if control is what you need

But no one condemns violence

No, no one condemns violence

Why? I can't seem to know your face

And I try, but I can't seem to picture

I can't seem to picture the way you hold me

When you know I've had enough

Oh, the way that you talk to me

When I'm off my face

Kick me down on the floor when I'm weak