Testo Such A Splinter

You fake it, and you take it in, but it's all wrong
The man they want you to be, red-blooded and strong
Bottle it up, don't fuck it up, toughen up now
Consent them and resent them, they must be so proud

I wonder
I wonder
We're taking the heat cause we gotta We're bastards
A shattered mirror image of our fathers
So why bother

We're idolized, objectified like caged animals
Growl at the man, howl at the moon, pray to angels
No self-respect and I am left second-guessing
There's not a whole lot in this life worth possessing