Next To My Dad
It breaks my heart
How this had to start
I killed both with one shot
I killed them on the spot
My son at home in my chair
Thinking how his a daddy won’t be there
I am sorry for what I did
But who can I kid
Now it is time to say goodbye
It’s my time to fly
So this will tell you not to hurt
And not to be a jerk
Or you’ll be on a slab
Next to my dad
Copyright © Cody Sunderland | Year Posted 2006
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