Texty: Shinedown. Son Of Sam.

Paint it black and white if you like
The stories still the same
A generation built on a lie
That everyone of us is safe

Paint it black and white if you like
If it keeps you sane
You know the world just ain't right
So tell me who's to blame
(And I will catch you but you might break the fall)

God damn, I might be the son of Sam
The only child of a holy man
I stand alone for all to see
'Cause they ain't never seen a war like me

God damn, son of Sam
God damn, son of Sam

Burning buildings from above
Send their best and send their love
Turn away, goodbye, goodnight
Go to sleep, now don't you cry

Are you afraid your life means less?
Are you concerned you might be next?
It's much too soon for me to tell
If you're in heaven or in hell
(And I will catch you but you might break the fall)

God damn, I might be the son of Sam
The only child of a holy man
I stand alone for all to see
'Cause they ain't never seen a war like me

God damn, son of Sam
God damn, son of Sam

Your ceiling falling piece by pieces
Raining down like concrete
Just surrender and remember
What you've done to me

Look now over your shoulder
No it's not over
It's just beginning
And I will write the final ending

God damn, I might be the son of Sam
The only child of a holy man
I stand alone for all to see
'Cause they ain't never seen a war like me

God damn, I might be the son of Sam
The only child of a holy man
I stand alone for all to see
'Cause they ain't never seen a war like me

Son of Sam, son of Sam, son of Sam, son of Sam

Son of Sam
'Cause they ain't never seen a war like me