I was born beneath a smoky light,
Couldn’t faze me if you tried,
I’ve got a broken father and a head full of ghosts,
Lost my mother to a paper war,
Lost my mother to a paper war.

I don’t know where I’m going but I’m heading there fast,
Floating on the memories of a lifetimes past,
I’m missing that man with the darkened eyes,
He’s got the soul of a lion and the claws and the cry,
Soul of a lion and the claws and the cry.

So please help me understand,
How do you smile and shake a cruel mans hand,
Please help me see the light
I don’t know how I got here but I don’t want a fight,
Don’t know how I got here but I don’t want a fight.

Woke up today and the sun had died,
People they shivered but they just couldn’t cry,
There floating on the fumes of war and cash,
Never come together; never want to go last,
Never come together never want to go last.

And where was that man when the sun went down,
Where was that man when I lost my crown?
Where was that man when I needed him most?
In the fallout shelter with the rest of my ghosts,
The fallout shelter with the rest of my ghosts,
The fallout shelter with the rest of my ghosts.