I remember we would never know what mood he would be in
You could hear the stairs thumbing as he has a false leg
The trembling in my stomach felt like an earthquake
Hopefully it\'s a silly drunkenness not filled with rage
The mind would play through every possible play
Is it going to be better than before or worse than yesterday
Now I know my stepfather has demon\'s I\'ll never know
But some how I\'ve found myself running the same show
I many not get drunk (anymore) I\'m wise enough to know
I\'ve never layed my hand on my kids or woman, this is for sure!
The only thing I\'m struggling with is this terrible mood
That can come out of nowhere and definitely won\'t move
There is no blame here just wanting to put it out there
That no matter how hard we can try none of us are saints
If by some magical wonderful miracle you are free from this
Thank you for being the vibration I need to exist
But if you are stuck just as I am, write it all out and I\'ll be your fan