theDESTROYERofFAMILIESandMINDS

The connections always cast spells like aspersions
Connections, reflections of different versions
Guess I was ruined before formative years
Too cold and distant to shed any tears

Hands under pyjamas interfering with my lack of understanding
Too young to realise the things that he was demanding
Sharing his television kisses and whiskey stink
As now I take some time to think

The things that people misunderstand and everyone misses
OK in the 80s to give grandchildren television kisses
Dressed as Santa whisky tongue in my mouth
Before the evil old bastard moved south

The pure evil beast terrorised a catholic family, could not prevent
“you cant prove anything” and laughed evading punishment
So many peoples lives are damaged, will you atone?
That evil man died unapologetic alone

Broken people try to engage with life in their own way
In each meaningful gesture and word they say
Sometimes difficult to share words so true
It happened to me too