Father To Child (feat. Thomas Vikström)

FATHER TO CHILD

from Bad Religion

Her bloodshot eyes are open wide

When she's walking down the street

Her brain is boiling - on a ride

Now she's into that beat

Don't feel pleasure, don't feel pain

It really doesn't matter

Cause when the truth in her life shook her by surprise

She turned her head away from what's wrong or right

Chorus:

Father to child

He turned her life into a nightmare

Father to child

The man said I did it out of love

But it just made her hate...

Father to child

She's on parole she'll take the chance

To travel back in time

For twisted forms of romance

She's a killer machine

The fallen angel on her mind, memories of degradation

And when the ghost in her brain driving her insane

And use the whip of shame

She feels it over and over again

Chorus

You've lost your hope for love

And for the Lord above

You've got no one to lean upon

Feel his dirty hands

Hear his sick demands

The nasty passion from hell

Don't feel pleasure, don't feel pain

It really doesn't matter

Cause when the truth in her life shook her by surprise

She turned her head away from what's wrong or right

Chorus