Lyrics

It's got a fever hotter than a fire Up in "Room-362" It's getting down, down to the wild I am in your's, gonna stick like glue I won't know how it feels, not now Once you bout to be god Oh, daddy, I miss being your son I see a ghost staring in the mirror These dark shadows earned both our eyes I want death to come little bit nearer Can your ghost hear my cry? And this sorrow will never be done Caught off guard but I won't run Oh, daddy, I miss being your son I think I'll go down to Sedona We're sweatin tears I'll make a flood This world feels so lonely At least I got you in your blood Oh, daddy, I miss being your son
Writer(s): Drew Anthony Giordano Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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