| Song | Fatherless |
| Artist | For Today |
| Album | Fight the Silence |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Here's to my desire to remember what he left. | |
| But, there was no time for sentiment as he took his final breath. | |
| I was not too broken to hope for a helping hand, but I had to fight to find it. | |
| Eight years old is too young to become a man; I left my hope behind me. | |
| I was just another angry kid, growing up without a dad. | |
| So I sold my soul for the highest bid, to get the love I never had. | |
| Tell me who I am. | |
| A kid that turned to the world for identity. | |
| I can hardly stand. | |
| Trying to find myself, I confined myself. | |
| Now I've come to see, it was never "me" I was looking for… | |
| It was always Him, it was always Him. | |
| Born from a broken home. | |
| When my father died, I was left to find my way through life alone. | |
| Left on my own, I put my pain on display as I fought with hatred and rage. | |
| No son should ever have to face the world without the love of his father. | |
| I faced the world alone. | |
| I had no one to run to, and everything to run from. | |
| I had no one to run to, and everything to run from. | |
| I buried my hope in the ground. | |
| Drowning, with no one to pull me out, sinking inside my head. | |
| I was just another angry kid growing up without a dad, | |
| So I sold my soul for the highest bid to get the love I never had. | |
| Tell me who I am. | |
| A kid that turned to the world for identity. | |
| I can hardly stand. | |
| Trying to find myself, I confined myself. | |
| Now I've come to see, it was never "me" I was looking for… | |
| It was always Him, it was always Him. | |
| Tell me who I am. | |
| I can hardly stand. | |
| Now I've come to see, it was never "me" I was looking for… | |
| It was always Him, it was always Him. |
| Here' s to my desire to remember what he left. | |
| But, there was no time for sentiment as he took his final breath. | |
| I was not too broken to hope for a helping hand, but I had to fight to find it. | |
| Eight years old is too young to become a man I left my hope behind me. | |
| I was just another angry kid, growing up without a dad. | |
| So I sold my soul for the highest bid, to get the love I never had. | |
| Tell me who I am. | |
| A kid that turned to the world for identity. | |
| I can hardly stand. | |
| Trying to find myself, I confined myself. | |
| Now I' ve come to see, it was never " me" I was looking for | |
| It was always Him, it was always Him. | |
| Born from a broken home. | |
| When my father died, I was left to find my way through life alone. | |
| Left on my own, I put my pain on display as I fought with hatred and rage. | |
| No son should ever have to face the world without the love of his father. | |
| I faced the world alone. | |
| I had no one to run to, and everything to run from. | |
| I had no one to run to, and everything to run from. | |
| I buried my hope in the ground. | |
| Drowning, with no one to pull me out, sinking inside my head. | |
| I was just another angry kid growing up without a dad, | |
| So I sold my soul for the highest bid to get the love I never had. | |
| Tell me who I am. | |
| A kid that turned to the world for identity. | |
| I can hardly stand. | |
| Trying to find myself, I confined myself. | |
| Now I' ve come to see, it was never " me" I was looking for | |
| It was always Him, it was always Him. | |
| Tell me who I am. | |
| I can hardly stand. | |
| Now I' ve come to see, it was never " me" I was looking for | |
| It was always Him, it was always Him. |
| Here' s to my desire to remember what he left. | |
| But, there was no time for sentiment as he took his final breath. | |
| I was not too broken to hope for a helping hand, but I had to fight to find it. | |
| Eight years old is too young to become a man I left my hope behind me. | |
| I was just another angry kid, growing up without a dad. | |
| So I sold my soul for the highest bid, to get the love I never had. | |
| Tell me who I am. | |
| A kid that turned to the world for identity. | |
| I can hardly stand. | |
| Trying to find myself, I confined myself. | |
| Now I' ve come to see, it was never " me" I was looking for | |
| It was always Him, it was always Him. | |
| Born from a broken home. | |
| When my father died, I was left to find my way through life alone. | |
| Left on my own, I put my pain on display as I fought with hatred and rage. | |
| No son should ever have to face the world without the love of his father. | |
| I faced the world alone. | |
| I had no one to run to, and everything to run from. | |
| I had no one to run to, and everything to run from. | |
| I buried my hope in the ground. | |
| Drowning, with no one to pull me out, sinking inside my head. | |
| I was just another angry kid growing up without a dad, | |
| So I sold my soul for the highest bid to get the love I never had. | |
| Tell me who I am. | |
| A kid that turned to the world for identity. | |
| I can hardly stand. | |
| Trying to find myself, I confined myself. | |
| Now I' ve come to see, it was never " me" I was looking for | |
| It was always Him, it was always Him. | |
| Tell me who I am. | |
| I can hardly stand. | |
| Now I' ve come to see, it was never " me" I was looking for | |
| It was always Him, it was always Him. |