It's another 6 am As he in again And the 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 he enters at the bottom of a bottle And his life is always fully on a throttle And he's slowly turning out just 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 what I am Stopped me from becoming Another you
Daddy couldn't save himself Noone ever cared 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 him proud of me With my second 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 his 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 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 is my father And it's 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 me what I am Stopped me from becoming Another you