I Am the Son of an Evil Man

I am the son of an evil man
I am, I am, I am
Twisted DNA running through my hands
Oh man, oh man, oh man

I want to believe I'm a gentle soul
That I would not hurt a fly
But then I bump my head and rage
Like the whole world is trying to make me die

For I am the son of an evil man
Just a real bad, real bad guy
So it's no wonder when thunder cracks
That I cry, cry, cry, cry, cry

I met someone who swallowed pages of scripture
So angels always lived within
When I asked if she would exorcize me
She just shook her head and grinned

I am the daughter of the dark, dark water
I'm the sand of the ocean floor
Now I just let the waves roll over
These ancient shores

And I guess I still really want to sing about my dad
Sing about my dad
Yeah this little guy really loves to sing about his dad
Sing about

I am the son of an evil man
Satan's secret lamb
That's a fact that haunts everywhere I've been
And everywhere I am

I am, I am, I am



Credits
Writer(s): Alek Barkats
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link