Текст песни
I see your shadow in my son's face
A dead-end year in this god-damned place
He's got your fire, the way he stands up proud
My voice just cracks when I say your name out loud
I wanna smash your grave and break the cross
And dig through dirt to get back what I lost
I'll pull your body from the cold, cold ground
And scream until you hear the fucking sound
Father, live! My son is growing up alone!
Father, breathe! Come back to your damned home!
I tell him stories 'bout a king, a giant man
He tries to picture you, I know he can't
A photograph is just a paper lie
He needs a grandpa, not an empty sky
I wanna smash your grave and break the cross
And dig through dirt to get back what I lost
I'll pull your body from the cold, cold ground
And scream until you hear the fucking sound
Father, live! My son is growing up alone!
Father, breathe! Come back to your damned home!
Hands in the soil nails full of stone
I feel the chill right to the fucking bone
I'LL DRAG YOU UP FROM UNDERNEATH!
I'LL SHAKE YOU 'TIL I SEE YOU GODDAMN BREATHE!
HE NEEDS YOU! I NEED YOU! DON'T LEAVE US HERE!
Father live
He's growing up alone
Father breathe
From the cold, cold ground
