Dear son - Daddys never comin back home
He passed on - claim him as one of your own
My minds numb - Nothing has been clearer than this
They found him on the rug at the Golden Gate Inn
And I know - Poppa never intended for this
To drag me - Down into this bottomless pit
Ive been given just about - all I can chew
I think back on loves empty truth
And I feel like the day he died
I feel like the day he died
I walked in - Cops talkin standing around
I kneeled down - His body lying there on the ground
I begged please, please - Let me get a minute with him
And they said - Dont touch anything kid
It smelt like life - just exit the room
I cried to - A shell of a man I once knew
My minds been spinning way out of control
I cant believe that its been three long years ago
And I feel like the day he died
I feel like the day he died
And I feel like the day he died
I feel like the day he died
And I feel like the day he died
I feel like the day
And I feel like the day he died
I feel like the day
Dear son - Daddys never comin back home
Ive gone numb - Wish I had the strength to live on
I cant breathe - Is there any air left in here?
I cant believe - Everything I hold disappears
Has gone on - Time and time again all alone
And dear Son - Daddys never comin back home
And I feel like the day he died
And I feel like the day he died
And I feel like the day he died