Inn - Toxic Field Mice
Composed by：Michael Eric Griswold
And there's one man inside this inn
He begins to forgive us all of our sins
And there's one little boy inside this inn
With a grin
He can't seem to explain
What I've done who I am
Could I be his long lost dad
How will I come clean
When his whole world is just a dream
Don't know why or how
But I will not let this child down
I'll rely on the sky
Not the God that let my father die
And I feel there's a place
Where he won't be judged by my disgrace
Go home go home
No longer do you have to roam
Go home
