Was it me? Honestly. Torn away from my purity. Never look back and don't look ahead. At those lies that might be empty promises. It's the blood in your tears.
Funnel down straight through the clouds. Like an ever flowing stream. Like an ever flowing steam. Take a bite of the fruit of life. Cause the fruit of life is sweet.
You've got that look in your eye again. It's working overtime. Worried about where I'm gonna spend my life. But it's much too late, it's much too late.
Eh, back so soon? you know, don't you have a decent pair of pants. You can put on? you look like a...a pig walking in the street! your hands,. Your face-filthy! you disgust me! I can't believe you live in this house!.
When all is said and done. I'll always be your son. But all is not forgiven. Well I'm on my knees pleading. Just 'cause I'm grown you think I don't need.