12 acessos
Outra vez 6 da manhã
Enquanto ele entra camabaleando mais uma vez
E a mãe chora
"Não acorde as crianças"
Entre lágrimas eu posso ouvi-lo dizer
"Não tive muita sorte hoje"
Mas, no fundo, ele sabe
Que ele apenas desperdiçou [as oportunidades]
Ele encontra suas respostas na boca da garrafa
E sua vida está sempre confusa e agitada
E ele, devagar, vai ficando como o seu pai
E ele sabe...
Refrão:
Que ele não é nenhum herói
Mas ele está fazendo o que pode
Tentando fazer de mim um homem melhor
E ele não é nenhum herói
Mas ele fez de mim o que eu sou
Impediu que eu me transformasse
Num outro você
Papai não conseguiu se salvar
Ninguém nunca se preocupou em ajudar
Mas ele olhava pra mim
Como o que ele poderia ter sido
Agora sei o que devo ser
Tudo que o faria ter orgulho de mim
Com a minha segunda chance
Que ele nunca teve
Pois seus sonhos estão na boca da garrafa
E ele nunca será quem ele deveria
E ele apenas é uma imagem viva do pai dele
E ele sabe...
Refrão
A estrada sem saída pela qual eu estou passando
É como se ele já soubesse
Ele viveu a dor que estaria vindo
E eu tenho orgulho de dizer que ele é meu pai
E está OK...
Refrão
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 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 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 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 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 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 who he ougtha
And he's just a 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 I 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 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 made me what I am
Stopped me from becoming
Another you
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 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 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 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 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 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 who he ougtha
And he's just a 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 I 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 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 made me what I am
Stopped me from becoming
Another you