Hayden Oran Fitch
Oh Fitch,
I taught you better.
My one and only son.
The papers said you
Had it all.
I gave you hills and
Rivers. A body and
A head. It wrapped around
Your finger. You lie down
In your bed and pray.
Oh Fitch,
The worlds gets bigger.
Every single day.
A dollar cost a fortune.
There is no easy way.
This road is longer.
Than all the rest.
Think about what I told you.
I just want the best.
Chorus:
I said Fitch.
(Your dad, he taught you better,)
(Your dad, he taught you better.)
(your dad, he taught you better.)
(your dad, he taught you better.)
Oh Fitch,
This world your dreaming.
Isn't real life.
You have to fight your battles.
You have to find a light.
And all this blood.
You have on your hands.
Fitch what have you done.
Grow up and be a man.
Chorus.
