[Doctor] Your daughter has signed a letter of concent for us to use bone marrow from your grandson Through this procedure, we hope to increase the production of red blood cells, it should work, but we have to keep our fingers crossed
I've been wasting many years On the side of your bed Watching her take care of junior This ain't the life I wished for To see my son living his life an empty shell While I'm living hell
My back hurts And ruins my sleep The man next door Plays evil music, he's such a creep
The mask I carry on the outside Prevents the inside from shinning through The pain of missing you Now, one last try No, I won't let my son die Heaven tends to help the believing ones Let us hope for light Tomorrow's a brand new day Spare as a day of sorrow, and decay
