I arrived on time, in my mother's arms
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And a name I didn't choose.
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I was blinded by the white of the hospital,
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And in that moment I was pure and absolute.
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Little did I know the moment died when it was young,
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When my father taught me half of right and wrong.
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He washed his hands of trust and left us penniless
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Before my brain had chance to learn his foreign tongue
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Even though I feel like I'm alright,
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Part of me is missing when I close my eyes.
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It's clear that you shine through me
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In every mistake that can't be undone.
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As I'm getting older, oh it's clear what I've become.
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I am my father's son.
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I am my father's son.
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It's clear what I've become.
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I am my father's son.
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I do more than just share your name,
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I can feel your blood running through my veins.
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Because the lying, the cheating, the stealing
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Oh it's transferred through.
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To me, from you.
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Even though I feel like I'm alright,
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Part of me is missing when I close my eyes.
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It's clear that you shine through me
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In every mistake that can't be undone.
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As I'm getting older, oh it's clear what I've become.
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I am my father's son.
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I am my father's son.
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It's clear what I've become.
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I am my father's son.
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All of the months and the years that have gone by,
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You never once could find the time to tell me why.
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In all of the months and the years we've gone through,
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I tried my best to be myself but ended up turning into you.
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My father's son, my father's son.
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No, it's clear what I've become.
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Because I am my father's son.
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No, it's clear what I've become.
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Caro Padre
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| Deaf Havana |
