Family Tree

Dear Father, step-father Step into my room and show me the way out This candle burns on blue for you, it doesn't make any sense Is anything still true? Your daughter holds your blood so tough While your son the gifted artist paints his room up with a gun Using the bullets as canvas while laying on the mattress, screaming for help "And they don't know who you are, until the screws go loose" Dear Father, step-father Is this worth all my suffering? "Where art thou?" said the Holy Ghost I'd clear my life on this lovely rope and say "Blood is thicker than water, yet, water cleans up the kitchen sink It's a mask over every empty, hang me from this family tree " And they don't know who you are, until the screws go loose"