Family, I love you so much
For you I've got deep feelings
The most obvious in the world
I see you, at last I live again
But family you still see me
Even though it's true I've changed
We're made of the same memories
We're made of the same memories
We're made of the same traumas
Family, I see myself again
Curled up in the crook of your arms
Where nothing will ever happen
But family sometimes I understand
A truth that makes the table waltz
Even if I'm often far away
But family sometimes you push me away
To understand your choices
You've gotten hurt, you've changed
We're made of the same memories
We're made of the same memories
We're made of the same traumas
All that's left of my childhood
What's left of my childhood
Between softness and violence
Between happiness and suffering
We grow up, we leave the nest