And I'll preface this by saying
That I miss feeling like
I was stitched from the same cloth
But I'm afraid I'm not
A filial pariah
I've convinced myself that I am
If you really were to know
Dad, I'm scared you'd hate me
And if I weren't your son
I don't think you'd want to know me
I'm the epitome of heresy
I think you'd hate me
Your flesh and blood
Heretical son
Your flesh and blood
Heretical son
A filial pariah
I've convinced myself that I am
If you really were to know
Dad, I'm scared you'd hate me
And if I weren't your son
I don't think you'd want to know me
I'm the epitome of heresy
I think you'd hate me