"Hell House" lyrics

Taking chances, I've got something to prove
Hoping to build a life I'd hate to lose
Clearly that was something you couldn't handle
The definition of a bad example

Take a look, it's easy to see
Though I bear your name, we are not the same
There's rotten fruit on the family tree
Try to make a way, learn from your mistakes
The path you took, I won't follow
I'm taking a stand to be a better man
'Cause now I see you're just fucking hollow
I've learned what not to do
By simply watching you

You'll never know what it means to be a hero
Be a hero

Taking chances, I've got something to prove
Hoping to build a life I'd hate to lose
Clearly that was something you couldn't handle
The definition of a bad example

Snake oil salesman, you're just a fucking disease
I guess you're too goddamn dense
To see the forest for the trees
Snake oil salesman, I know one thing's true
I'll never sink so low, I'll never envy you

Or some shit like that