Picket Fence Cartel

We all become what we most dislike
In this picket fence cartel
Tell, nothing left to tellWhat have we become cycle all over again
I filled the shoes 'til I was ten
Front of the classroom, in front of my peers
That day will always be remembered
It was etched in tearsDaddy taught well at the end of his belt
Daddy taught well at the end of his beltWe all become what we most dislike
We all become what we most dislikeTell, tell, there's nothing left to tellWhat will I become when it's my turn again
Will it hurt me more than it hurts them
Scotch tape the volume of my mouth
Withhold the expression that I wasn't allowedDaddy taught well at the end of his belt
Well, daddy taught well at the end of his beltWe all become what we most dislike
We all become what we most dislike
We all become what we most dislike
We all become what we most dislikeDaddy taught well at the end of his belt
I said, daddy taught well
Nothing left to tellCome on, come on, come on
Come on, daddy taught well at the end of his belt
Daddy taught well at the end of his belt, come onTell, tell, nothing left to tellWe all become what we most dislike
We all become what we most dislike
We all become what we most dislike
We all become what we most dislike