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At night I cover my ears in tears 
The man downstairs must have drank too many beers 
But one day you'll pay 
Doomed to this kid that you fueled with anger actions 
Disgust mostly sick most  never have satisfaction 
Till your bones melt high incident clips and crumple zones 
Hold a fix on you eternal  intruder interrupting my zone 
Dwell the matter I must follow  why you proposed only the lonely know 
Swallowed my mother when she was hollow 
Who can blame a woman like her, singular parent 
One love already dissolved and the solution left polluted 
Two kids with a father who broke out as resoluted 
So fuck it she needed love and you provided false clout 
Stomping on the bottom man and I wish she just walked out 
Knew you was jacked as a stepfather, bit my tongue on the issue 
Next to stormy weather and forced tolerance but secretly vexed 
Wish I would have spoke on it but why deny the bliss 
Mom's with a new husband casting needles puncture pressure 
Briefly lifted the guilt from a divorce snuffing her pleasure 
Now you're all up in the family tree, come broken nuclear 
With termites corroded in your veins and elected to drown the pain 
But the pain couldn't quite die with a thrown back whiskey sour 
Puritan, crushing Moms between rocks for at least an hour 
Until the day I die x2 
That's why 
At night I cover my ears in tears 
The man downstairs must have had too many beers 
Now every night of my life he beats his wife 
[Until the day I die] 
Until the day I die 
Timepiece must've read early morning at least 
So I lay death's cousin, woken by the sonics of the beast 
That somewhere deep beneath me a fracture had seized at my neck 
Breath was it, a flag that marked the end of my peace 
Conference of the birds I heard my mother dove cry 
Not absurd just routined I'd learned 
Just keep my fucking grill locked and hope the entropy stops me 
process 
Stepfather's got to fight verbally when his liver's soaked 
And products come in bottles stuck with drunken last nerve up too 
close 
But I couldn't sense the distinction from the other nights' livest 
wires 
Ceremony's sparked again a dry one in comparison to this one 
Handing crutches to my psyche, I was tripping 
Huddled up clutching sis I think I heard a dress ripping 
I should've reacted to that 
But I didn't know the extent, please 
You could've caught him in time 
Yeah, that thought's occurred to me constantly 
Now I've been digging my head and I don't know what he wants from me 
Until one of us is dead I suppose 
That's why 
At night I cover my ears in tears 
The man downstairs must have had too many beers 
Now every night of my life he beats his wife 
[Until the day I die] 
Until the day I die x2 
Much more than abrupt I heard the silence erupt 
But it was just a touch of tough love that I heard from above 
The calm and the climate confused me 
The dawn was a floozy 
Barely risen but still beckoning to me 
The song of the night's events amused me, morbidly 
In a petrified state I wait, to Deadwood on duty 
Just tempers flared I figured woozily 
When all is dead and done a pair is just as fucking happy as they 
choose to be 
Now off to where the wild things dwell for shuteye 
The prospect bored me, awokened by the stepsounds coming towards me 
A quick glance at my mom's darkened silhouette in the hallway assured 
me 
So I sunk with the hope that hibernation would cure me 
And slept my last sleep while I counted clone sheep 
And dreamt about nothing for the last time ever 
The ignorance was blissful just a recollection 
Of the gift of innocent times from a merciful deception 
Woke to hazy landscapes to find my world defied the laws my mind 
mandates 
Patching jugulars with Band-aids 
The turn on you laid well above my bed 
Were here and only barely through the shock of what her broken face 
told me 
You should have known what happened 
I was young and oblivous 
He almost killed your mom 
If I knew I could have done something 
You'll never see him again 
Yeah but I see him every night 
And cover my ears in tears as he beats his fucking wife 
At night I cover my ears in tears 
The man downstairs must have had too many beers 
Now every night of my life he beats his wife 
[Until the day I die] 
Scott Bivins 
Until the day I die x12

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