[00:00.000] 作曲 : Willi Carlisle
[00:18.521]He was dead inside my head long before he died
[00:23.188]So makin’ the arrangements felt natural, felt nice
[00:28.425]No medicine for savin’ him from cigs and booze and salt
[00:33.753]Feels pretty nice to say I thought his sadness was my fault
[00:42.827]So let’s pour one out for the bastard, it’s still sad when bad men die
[00:52.980]Or you can pour your drink out in the sink, go on and live your life
[01:02.077]I hear drunk footfalls through bedroom walls, find comfort in the sound
[01:09.846]But I’m my own father now
[01:23.180]Drooling and foolish, the first time that you saw me
[01:27.525]Said your eyes were like a jersey cow, your tongue so clean and country
[01:32.827]In years of drunk disasters, you never felt the same
[01:37.747]You think I want these feelings, chose my face, or chose my name?
[01:46.764]So don’t ask about blame or forgiveness, it’s still sad when bad love dies
[01:57.083]Oh, I'm full of shit and you're over it, take the last word and my pride
[02:04.826]I’m my father’s spitting image, and I spit upon the mirror
[02:15.243]I see the old man's still here
[02:27.654]I know that I will go soon, my heart’s also not that strong
[02:32.940]It was written in the stars about a thousand light years long
[02:38.120]But I feel the scrawl start to dissolve in the cemetery rain
[02:42.903]And I know about a million men that feel about the same
[02:52.051]So let’s pour one out for the bastard, even bastards need their friends
[03:02.266]Or you can pour your drink out in the sink, you got the last laugh in the end
[03:10.287]The arrangements are in order, I can buy the bar a round
[03:20.385]‘Cause I’m my own father now
[03:29.673]So don’t ask about blame or forgiveness, I’m not one for choosing sides
[03:40.054]He was full of shit and I'm over it, I'm glad that I'm alive
[03:47.422]But the earth does not crack open, no one opens up the clouds
[03:56.733]It’s alright, I’m my own father now
[04:02.889]I’m my own father now

作曲 : Willi Carlisle
He was dead inside my head long before he died
So makin’ the arrangements felt natural, felt nice
No medicine for savin’ him from cigs and booze and salt
Feels pretty nice to say I thought his sadness was my fault
So let’s pour one out for the bastard, it’s still sad when bad men die
Or you can pour your drink out in the sink, go on and live your life
I hear drunk footfalls through bedroom walls, find comfort in the sound
But I’m my own father now
Drooling and foolish, the first time that you saw me
Said your eyes were like a jersey cow, your tongue so clean and country
In years of drunk disasters, you never felt the same
You think I want these feelings, chose my face, or chose my name?
So don’t ask about blame or forgiveness, it’s still sad when bad love dies
Oh, I'm full of shit and you're over it, take the last word and my pride
I’m my father’s spitting image, and I spit upon the mirror
I see the old man's still here
I know that I will go soon, my heart’s also not that strong
It was written in the stars about a thousand light years long
But I feel the scrawl start to dissolve in the cemetery rain
And I know about a million men that feel about the same
So let’s pour one out for the bastard, even bastards need their friends
Or you can pour your drink out in the sink, you got the last laugh in the end
The arrangements are in order, I can buy the bar a round
‘Cause I’m my own father now
So don’t ask about blame or forgiveness, I’m not one for choosing sides
He was full of shit and I'm over it, I'm glad that I'm alive
But the earth does not crack open, no one opens up the clouds
It’s alright, I’m my own father now
I’m my own father now