The Hand That Feeds

I don't need no one to tell me
I solve my sorrows with an opened bottle
I don't need no God to save me
Anyone who knows
Anything knows

'Cause all I need comes from the hand that feeds
I mend my wounds with the arms that sooth
'Cause I am the son of a loving mother
I don't need no one to kiss me
No one to tell me how much they've truly missed me
No girl, no boy
No, nothing cuts me anymore, man

'Cause all I need comes from the hand that feeds
I mend my wounds with the arms that sooth
'Cause I am the son
I am the son