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