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  • wykonawca: Ignite
  • album: A Place Called Home
  • wyświetleń: 1123

Feelin' alone, kicked out at fifteen
  Father, ohoh, where am I gonna sleep?
  I had a home, now hungry, tired, filthy
  You had a son and walked away from me
  Met your new wife, start your new life, you got no more time, busy
  From house to house I sleep on the couch, whoever has room for me?
    Bein' a man comes with a price tag
  What happened dad, you walked out, left for dead
  Negative thoughts became reality
  Having a child should not be so easy
    I pay the rent, brothers school payments, your responsibilities
  I used to be your priority, you got no more time, busy
  Met your new wife, start your new life, you got no more time for me
  Don't understand what kind of man abandons his family
    Well, I'd rather you yell and scream at me
  Cause I can't handle all this apathy
  Your life seems good without me
  You chose your own path, I'm not the one, I'm not your son,
  at least that's how you make me feel
  From time to time I use my last dime to see if that you're for real
  "I'm sorry son, I'm not the one, I've got other mouths to feed"
  But for myself, forgive you dad, I'll be the man you'll never be
    Met your new wife, start your new life, you got no more time, busy
  Don't understand what kind of man abandons his family

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