Testo He´s No Hero

It´s another six am, as he stumbles in again, And my mother cries, don´t wake a children Through the tears I can hear him say Didn´t have much luck today, but he really knows He just threw it away He finds his answers at the bottom of a bottle And his life is always fully on the throttle And he´s slowly turning out just like his father And he knows That he´s no hero, but he´s doing what he can Trying to make me a better man He´s no hero, but he made me what I am And stopped me from becoming another you Daddy couldn´t save himself No one ever cared to help, and he looked at me As what he could have been Now I know what I´ve got to be Everything to make him proud of me With my second chance, that he never had Bacause his dreams are at the bottom of his bottle And he´s never gonna be who he oughta And he´s just a living image of his father and he knows That he´s no hero, but he´s doing what he can Trying to make me a better man He´s no hero, but he made me what I am And stopped me from becoming another you The Dead end road on which I´m running It´s like he already knew He´d Lived the pain that would be coming Now I´m proud to say that he is my father And it´s ok.