Текст Ron Pope – Flesh Of My Flesh

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
Only part of me I’ve ever loved
The ride to get here has been so cold
I thank God I found my way home

Everyone who was responsible for me
Tried to kill themselves before I turned eighteen
I became so selfish in some ways I can’t forgive
I did not know to want you, loneliness had been my friend

See I’ve been poor and I’ve been hungry
It was hard and it got ugly
But you won’t walk a single inch of all the desperate roads that haunt me

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
Only part of me I’ve ever loved
The ride to get here has been so cold
I thank God I found my way home