Из альбома: A Small Deadly Space
Raised by you,
You made me.
In your shadow,
Angry.
Like Father
Like Son
Mirror of your image
Victim of your damage.
Like Father
Like Son
Like Father
Like Son
You gave me nothing
Like Father
But these memories are full
Like Son
Is the back of your hand,
Like Father
All that I'll pass on?
Like Son
Here's what you've created
Shattered,
Cracked
And wasted.
Like Father
I want to know why.
Like Son
Like Father
The way that you treat me,
Like Son
Like Father
Eats away at your soul.
Like Son
And what's left is your conscience
Like Father
That's a cancerous hole.
Like Son
I want to know why?
What have I done?
Were you a victim?
The cycles goes on.