I hardly know my father
And my grandfathers fade away
I can’t keep their memories alive
The have taught me things
I now call my own
The story fade, memories change
They soon are gone
So what’s the purpose
To wait, to long
I kept my finger on the trigger
For so many year
So when the moments come
I always freeze of fear
So shake your ass
Let your hair down
Fuck the others story
I making my own history