The Hand That Feeds

I do what I can to make you happy
But what is it that you expect of me?
Everything done falls short of expectations
Will I ever live up to your extreme standards?

The hand that feeds
Is the hand that bleeds
It makes me suffer
Like no other

I live the life that you want for me
Doing all that you never got to
Am I to blame for all your failures?
You'll never correct them with my successes

The hand that feeds
Is the hand that bleeds
It makes me suffer
Like no other

I can shoulder only so much hatred
Resentment, frustration & anger
Before I begin to buckle under pressure
I must start to fight back, make my stand

The hand that feeds
Is the hand that bleeds
It makes me suffer
Like no other

Rage in my eyes, never seen before
With every blow, I hit harder than before
The pleading in your voice completely ignored
I am my own man, I live as I choose

The hand that fed
Was the hand that bled
I made it suffer
Like no other