Here's to my desire to remember what he left
But, there was no time for sentiment as he took his final breath
I was not too broken to hope for a helping hand, but I had to fight to find it
Eight years old is too young to become a man; I left my hope behind me
I was just another angry kid, growing up without a dad
So I sold my soul for the highest bid, to get the love I never had
Tell me who I am
A kid that turned to the world for identity
I can hardly stand
Trying to find myself, I confined myself
Now I've come to see, it was never "me" I was looking for
It was always him, it was always him
Born from a broken home
When my father died, I was left to find my way through life alone
Left on my own, I put my pain on display as I fought with hatred and rage
No son should ever have to face the world without the love of his father
I faced the world alone
I had no one to run to, and everything to run from
I had no one to run to, and everything to run from
I buried my hope in the ground
Drowning, with no one to pull me out, sinking inside my head
I was just another angry kid growing up without a dad
So I sold my soul for the highest bid to get the love I never had
Tell me who I am
A kid that turned to the world for identity
I can hardly stand
Trying to find myself, I confined myself
Now I've come to see, it was never "me" I was looking for
It was always him, it was always him
Tell me who I am
I can hardly stand
Now I've come to see, it was never "me" I was looking for
It was always him, it was always him
