Stumble back to the shitty job
My daddy won, never bleed color
I think he’s ashamed that I’m his son
Stumble back till you’re in control
My daddy wasn’t a home, oh but
I can take him in the fall
I began to whisper, what the hell
I think he’s ashamed that I’m his son
See what you’re doing
See what you’re doing here
Stumble back till you’re in control
Stumble back to the shitty job
My daddy wasn’t mom, oh but
Daddy wasn’t mom
Goodbye to my sister, and a
Goodbye to my mom
My daddy wasn’t mom, oh but
Daddy wasn’t mom