Stepdad - Treasure Hugs lyrics

Well I know he's alive and tricking me into all sorts of things Bless his soul, bless his mind He is cold, He is blind And I know he's wearing out after all these years And I'll find him dead some morning in my bedroom He'll have painted all my windows black Soon I won't have a single dose of tact at all And I just came back from coffee and I didn't bring my mind What's the use, it's gone dry No excuse, no goodbye And I've locked eyes with a tombstone he doesn't sleep he engineers thoughts I'll be dead one morning in my bedroom I'll have covered all my walls with crayon Obituary reads, "Who's to blame for this disastrous plan?" Imagine what you could make if your muse hadn't k**ed herself And after all these mistakes my life's no better than hell Maybe delaying the wake wasn't best but I'm starting to tell No matter what road you take there are spots with bone-dry wells I was talking to a man one day and he couldn't tell a lie Time has flown, we will die We're alone, it's alright And in time we'll be forgotten every single mortal soul But you'll be alive one morning in your bedroom The sun will crack your windows, shake your walls And you will wake up; realize the walk was worth a thousand falls