ainda estaria aqui se fosse livre pra ir embora? acho que não. se por impulso ou lógica, irrelevante. o resultado seria o mesmo. às vezes eu quero ir.

mama how can i be free

they still accuse you through me 

but why should i be ashamed 

you raised me, 

you literally made me 

mama how can i let go 

these old patterns can't stay 

they're taking up too much space on me

it's showing,

i'm showing

mama my friends are all gone

have they left me or have i left them?

i look around and i don't see their old faces

we've broken up,

i've been broken again

mama i love you

but i'm changing

nothing hurts anymore, 

i feel kinda free

i ain't the kid i used to be

 nada