Well I guess in the end, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree
You not me, this is you not me


You promised me
You promised you would take care of her
Your promised you would


God grant me, god grant me god grant me god grant me the serenity
To accept the things I cannot change

And the courage to change those things that I can

You promised me

You promised you would take care of her
Your promised you would
Now look what you've done

Another fatherless child
Another lost soul


Predisposed by the faults of our fathers
Predisposed by heritage and honor