St. Anthony (Bonus Track)

It's got a fever hotter than a fire
Up in "Room-362"
It's getting down, down to the wild
I am in your's, gonna stick like glue

I won't know how it feels, not now
Once you bout to be god
Oh, daddy, I miss being your son

I see a ghost staring in the mirror
These dark shadows earned both our eyes
I want death to come little bit nearer
Can your ghost hear my cry?
And this sorrow will never be done
Caught off guard but I won't run
Oh, daddy, I miss being your son

I think I'll go down to Sedona
We're sweatin tears I'll make a flood
This world feels so lonely
At least I got you in your blood
Oh, daddy, I miss being your son



Credits
Writer(s): Drew Anthony Giordano
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