Without A Trace

Tears dripping down your face Will you ever know how I feel When a body doesn't leave a trace Blood doesn't feel so real Tears dripping down your face Will you ever know how I feel When a body doesn't leave a trace Blood doesn't feel so real Get in the fucking car Get in the fucking car You fucking deaf kid? I said get in the fucking car This ain't a fucking game I ain't bluffing bro You don't know me but I know exactly who the fuck you are Now get inside and stop complaining like a little bitch I'm not a pedo I never fiddled with little kids I'll explain everything to you once we're in my house It's nothing personal just need to sort some business out And this isn't how I wanted to sort it But it's what I've resorted to 'Cus I'm sick of feeling rotten and raughted The price to pay I no longer ignore it So I need you to call your daddy I'm sure that the dog can afford it We're almost at my house now so listen up I've got neighbours so no screaming, zip it shut Come inside, take a seat Get to know the room I'ma grab the phone And I promise this will be over soon Tears dripping down your face Will you ever know how I feel When a body doesn't leave a trace Blood doesn't feel so real Tears dripping down your face Will you ever know how I feel When a body doesn't leave a trace Blood doesn't feel so real Alright kid Make a call to your dad Tell him to get 20 grand and put it all in a bag If he brings it and he doesn't try to stiff me Then you're free to go But if he gets the cops involved He'll never see you grow What's he saying He thinks that you're joking, give it here Bring the money cunt or your fucking kid's gonna disappear You have an hour to comprehend what I fucking said Otherwise I'm gonna put a bullet in this fuckers head Alright kid He's on his way He's gonna pay Then you can leave when you want okay Unless you want to stay I'm only joking kid stop stressing I won't get anything if your throat is slit To be honest I'm sorry we had to meet like this I wish it didn't have to be like this An obscene crisis That we might act through I bet your daddy never told you that he's my dad too Brother Tears dripping down your face Will you ever know how I feel When a body doesn't leave a trace Blood doesn't feel so real Tears dripping down your face Will you ever know how I feel When a body doesn't leave a trace Blood doesn't feel so real You hear that? That must be him, finally Just stay calm and try your best not to cry for me Let me find the key Here it is Hey Kieran, how nice that you've come to see your kids Get the fuck inside Get the fuck inside Why so surprised You're fucking lucky this cunt ain't died Got the money? Fuck your money I fuckin' lied I just want to know if thought of me keeps you up at night So you have twenty grand you're prepared to lose When my mum needed child support where were you? Hear that kid? He cares for you, yeah it's true Oh you're scared Kieran? Scared of who Say my fucking name Dad This ain't a fucking game Dad It's not my fault I was never treated the same Dad The same Dad With a new wife and some new kids Who left his first son out his new life 'cus he screwed his All the excuses You didn't make an effort once How you gonna forget a son you pathetic cunt Every birthday I felt rejected instead of fun I checked the mailbox for a fuckin' letter that never comes That's alright though, you got to raise a better son But what's the bet mum did a better job than you've ever done You're free to go kid, leave through the hall But Dad this time you ain't fucking leaving at all Tears dripping down your face Will you ever know how I feel When a body doesn't leave a trace Blood doesn't feel so real Tears dripping down your face Will you ever know how I feel When a body doesn't leave a trace Blood doesn't feel so real