Conflicts

Conflicts between mother and father are driving me so mad,
Conflicts between mother and father are all ones' ever had.

These visions in my mind are tearing me apart,
As I know the sounds of violence are just about to start.

My sadness can't stop flowing as I hear my mothers cries,
At this alcoholic madness still burning in his eyes.

He says he wants to die and leave us all in peace,
But the truth is that we'll all be dead before his heartbeats
cease.