It's another 6 am As he stumbles in again And mother croes 'don't wake the children' Through the tears I can hear him say 'didn't have much luck today' But he really knows He just threw it away
He finds he enters at the bottom of a bottle And his life is always fully a And he's slowly turning out just like his father And he knows...
That he's no hero But he's doing what he can Trying to make me a better man And he's no hero But he made me what I am Stopped me from becoming Another you
Daddy couldn't save Noone ever cared to help But he looked at me As what he could have been Now I know what I've got to be Everything that'd make proud of me With my second chance That he never had
Cause dreams are at the bottom of his bottle And he's never gonna be who he ougtha And he's just living image of his father And he knows...
That he's no hero But he's doing what he can Trying to make me a better man And he's no hero But he made me what am Stopped me from becoming Another you
He did the road on which I'm running It's like he already knew He lived the pain that would be coming And I'm proud to say that he is my father And okay...
That he's no hero But he's doing what he can Trying to make me a better man And he's no hero But he made me what I am Stopped from becoming Another you