Bastard

Hard to find A reason To shape up When there's no Point in trying I'm just a Bastard To myself I feel ugly So I must be Who could love Me as I am And who Would bother I don't got shit I look like shit I must be shit No reason To shape up When you're down And feeling out You feel ugly And mean Maybe you should Give yourself A hug And lend yourself A shoulder Take it easy Don't be Another hater Out to get you The things That hurt are In the past This hate Is poison And you Drink it Every day Don't be a Bastard to Yourself