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I have the same eyes, and I get your features around my mouth
I used to be angry, you used to be angry,
But we have found our peace
And we sit next to each other, and we don't say much
I have the same ritual for everything you do
Dad, I'm looking more and more like you
I have the same hands, and I get wrinkles in your skin
You have your ideas, I have my ideas
And we wander in thoughts, but we always come home
The truth that you sought and that you never found
I search for it too and in vain, as long as I live
Daddy, I'm looking more and more like you
You used to be strict, and God, I hated you sometimes
But your words will be on my lips
And I talk now, like you used to talk
I have a godless faith and I love every woman
And maybe I've become what you didn't want at all
But daddy, I'm becoming more and more like you
And you believe in God, so you go to heaven
I don't believe in anything, so we will meet each other after death
Never meet again after death
Daddy, I love more and more of you