Stepson Lyrics - Clumsy - Samiam

I'm free, he can't touch me 

Six feet down and there's no sadness 

Hands and heads full 

Old and hostile fists are pounding 

Nothing's simple 

No respect or meaning 

Why the screaming 

When he's gone, burn the house down 

Too proud to come to me when you were dying 

Well, look at the dash now you're frying 

Hands and heads full 

Old and hostile fist are pounding 

Nothing's simple 

No respect or meaning 

Why the screaming 

When he's gone, burn the house down