So sorry son you're worrying your mother

No explanation's gonna make it seem alright

Young boy, listen to your father

It's more than just your life, it's more than suicide

How does it feel? When you're looking down the barrel

of a loaded gun...Tell me how it feels

Did you see your life flash right before your eyes?

Stop playing games and get yourself up off the floor

young boy we're going to send you to the lions

The men all dressed in white, when you became undone

How does it feel when I might have brought you up

but you are not my son

So many times I tried to bring you up you brought me down

I won't consider you again stop looking at me like you care

I worked my fingers to the bone

I'm not your father or a friend

You might have lived here once but this is not your home

Tell me how it feels

You didn't mean much to me I didn't plant the seed

I'm not your father cause you didn't turn out right

Young boy we're gonna feed you to the fire

How does it feel?

When you're looking down the barrel of the loaded gun...