Person - The Evil Son

I'm not the evil son
I have done nothing wrong
You know, you've got the wrong guy
A million times, I plead
I'm not the evil son

My faith taught me this melancholy
I'm like the arsonist, with petrol on him
I tear the lines you'd like to all believe
I'm not the evil son

My faith taught me this melancholy
I'm like the arsonist, with petrol on him
I tear the lines you'd like to all believe
I'm not the evil son