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