rewind

Grew up compared to my brother

Knowing I'll never be like the others

Grew up with hate from my mother

Thinking that living means to suffer

Alone like I'm used to

Let go, you don't care anyway, do you?

Maybe when death will arrive

You wish to rewind

But would you love your child this time?

Would you comfort him, when he cries?

Haven't heard a word from you since I'm eighteen

Haven't seen you sober since I'm fifteen

Haven't felt love from you since I'm thirteen

Trauma and I'm losing my mind

Now I'm nineteen

Alone like I'm used to

Let go, you don't care anyway, do you?

Maybe when death will arrive

You wish to rewind

But would you love your child this time?

Would you comfort him, when he cries?

Maybe when death will arrive

You wish to rewind