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