It's another 6 am

As he stumbles in again

And the mother croes

'don't wake the children'

Through the tears I can hear him say

'didn't have much luck today'

But he really knows

He just threw it away

He finds he enters at the bottom of a bottle

And his life is always fully on a throttle

And he's slowly turning out just like his father

And he knows...

That he's no hero

But he's doing what he can

Trying to make me a better man

And he's no hero

But he made me what I am

Stopped me from becoming

Another you

Daddy couldn't save himself

Noone ever cared to help

But he looked at me

As what he could have been

Now I know what I've got to be

Everything that'd make him proud of me

With my second chance

That he never had

Cause his dreams are at the bottom of his bottle

And he's never gonna be who he ougtha

And he's just a living image of his father

And he knows...

That he's no hero

But he's doing what he can

Trying to make me a better man

And he's no hero

But he made me what I am

Stopped me from becoming

Another you

He did the road on which I'm running

It's like he already knew

He lived the pain that would be coming

And I'm proud to say that he is my father

And it's okay...

That he's no hero

But he's doing what he can

Trying to make me a better man

And he's no hero

But he made me what I am

Stopped me from becoming

Another you