Letra da Música: Bobby Marshall - Fei Comodo

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree,
Litte Bobbys out there robbing banks already,
Bobby's parents left him long ago,
Now hes on his own

(chorus)
Little Bobby is already out on his own,
In his mind he's got it all under control,
Waking up in the gutter with blood on his hands,
Wake him from, wake him from this, sleep, wake, him,
wake Him from this sleep

Haunted by his only memory,
What goes around comes around,
Now this curse has been layed up on me,
And now Ill die alone

(chorus)
Little Bobby is already out on his own,
In his mind he's got it all under control,
Waking up in the gutter with blood on his hands,
Wake him from, wake him from this, sleep, wake, him,
wake Him from this sleep

Out, get out, why cant i get your face out of my
head,
get out, get out, wake him from this sleep,
Wheres my son?, nothing left for me to say, wheres my
son?
Wheres my son?, sorry sir but your to late, Wheres my
son?

Five years later and guess whos back,
Sorry Sir but you son isnt here, Bobby isnt here.
Wheres my son?, i cant tell you that
Wheres my son?, i cant tell you that
Wheres my son?, you dont want to know
Wheres my son?, you left him alone and now hes dead