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Deadbeat Relatives

from Psycho Beach Nightmare by TRAUMATISME

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lyrics

He is the man that commands
With the fist on the table
But he knows he cannot control
The people living in the bottle
Telling him to fill himself
He feeds his disease like a sponge
And he wrings it out upon everyone's eyes
So let's raise our glass to the man
As his grapes have turned to wine

She is the one who does the dishes
Her hands are full of stiches but it's okay
She used to dream of better days
But she stays quiet while wiping the floor
That is wet from her tears
And when she awakes late at night
She does not turn on the lights
The kitchen calls her
And she goes down sleepwalking
Trying to fix the cracks on the walls

And we are all together
Biting the hands or our beloved genitors
One hell of a feast...

Her world is a playground filled with sand
Everybody has a hand in their pocket
Her head is cut but she is still bitching
Complaining and winning about all that she needs
But too much is never enough
Even when times are rough
Everything has a price
When there is a penny on her eye
You never see it twice

And we are all together
Pulling the hair of our foster sister
One hell of a feast...

The tiny minds in the box
Told him to take a little walk by the trees
So he flew high to get there
Meeting shapes in the air near the woods
With floating feet
On his way he reached a greenhouse
With some other butterflies
With flowers in their hair
But there were bars at the windows
So he could not reach the sky

And we are all together
Smoking the brain of our mental elder
And now the middle boy has his revenge
And we are all together
I'm finally getting the attention I deserve
One hell of a feast with my deadbeat relatives

Home is where the heart is and it is finger-licking good

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from Psycho Beach Nightmare, released February 23, 2013

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