It's another 6 am As he stumbles in again And the mother 'don't wake the children' Through the tears I can hear him say 'didn't have much luck today' But he knows He just threw it away
He finds he enters at the bottom of 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 you
Daddy couldn't himself 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 him proud of me With second chance That he never had
Cause his dreams are at the bottom of his bottle And he's never gonna be who he ougtha And he's just a living image of 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
He did the road on which I'm 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 it's okay...
That no 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