When i was younger, my dad would hold me near his chest I could hear his young heart beating but now there is nothing left He's buried underground, he just sleeps and sleeps and never wakes his eyes So, here's a thank you to you, dad. I'll never recover from always being sad I'm done with every sleepless night. My tired bed, well he and I are finally getting sleep You and I live different lives, 'cause one of us was innocent in this You and I can't deny that one of us was innocent in this But I'm done feeling sorry for myself