"Bastard Son" lyrics

"Bastard Son"

Daddy where did you go when I was five years old?
A newborn sister left crying in her crib
And nw with this shiny blade
I'm slicing not to make
My heart or relationship to you

I have become the bastard son
The joke of everyone
The failure I've become

Now it takes a lot to go hell
Got one life so better live it well
These words are running through my mind
You turned your back on all your kids
Just look at what you did
Just another bastard son like me

I have become the bastard son
The joke of everyone
The failure I've become

I have become the bastard son
The joke of everyone
The failure I've become

And you've failed all your kids
An eternity of blind hate flows from your diamond rings
And the souls you smoked mock your face in hell

Lies
They're coming back to life
They're coming back to life
They're coming back to me
The revenge of a five year old boy

Lies
They're coming back to life
They're coming back to life
They're coming back to me
The revenge of a five year old boy


Writer(s): Garrett Zablocki, Daniel Trapp, Michael Glita, James Nielsen, David Miller
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