FINAL BOSS (Bedtime War)

Verse 1: Armor up with caffeine scars coffee cold, it’s way too late. Blueprints taped to fridge doors, crayon maps of contested space. Lego traps across the floor, stuffed battalions hold the line. Every step a calculated risk in a house that won’t comply. Pre-Chorus: We trained for bandaids, tears and spills, not endless fights of iron will. Barefoot soldiers, tired eyes, the calm is gone, the stakes run high. Chorus: We are the parents of the final boss, standing at our living room gate. Tiny titans screaming for more time, the clock says that it’s late. Hold the line, don’t hesitate. If we lose this bedtime war, the sunrise seals our fate. Verse 2: They deploy the tears on cue, climbing, crashing, constant play. Every “five more minutes” plea resets everything we say. Water, Hugs, one last request, a song that we’ve already sung. Through a house that never slows, every night drags twice as long. Pre-Chorus: We trained for bandaids, tears and spills, not endless fights of iron will. Barefoot soldiers, tired eyes, the calm is gone, the stakes run high. Chorus: We are the parents of the final boss, standing at our living room gate. Tiny titans screaming for more time, the clock says that it’s late. Hold the line, don’t hesitate. If we lose this bedtime war, the sunrise seals our fate. Bridge: Brush the teeth, disarm the rage, sleepy brains are hard to gauge. No more books, turn off the lights, promised dreams will come tonight. Pull the plug on endless play, snuggled in, the noise gives way. In the quiet, we finally rest, knowing that we’ve passed the test. Chorus: We are the parents of the final boss, standing at our living room gate. Tiny titans screaming for more time, the clock says that it’s late. Hold the line, don’t hesitate. If we lose this bedtime war, the sunrise seals our fate. Seal our fate!