My Mistake
Son come, let's sit down for a while to talk
I want to know, what does this white powder do inside a paper
I also know, that you carry dirty weapons made of hard metal
That you come home late and mistreat your mom
Answer, check your pockets tell me what you have
You have powder like mine tell me, dad
It was you who gave me a rubber gun and I replaced it with metal
With you, the example grew beside and your picture should be here
You used to come home hitting mom when you came back from drinking
With what face do you come to judge me, dad
If I have the schooling of a man who was exemplary
Tears have shattered my soul what you said is true
Always the head of the house, I didn't know how to teach
And I raised a difficult beast to control
I sowed and now reap complaints of the cruel truth
The stone was the source and it started bleeding
Forgive me son for not knowing how to educate you
(Son, you are still very young
And maybe you don't understand many things
But I promise you that I will change for you)
You used to come home hitting mom when you came back from drinking
With what face do you come to judge me, dad
If I have the schooling of a man who was exemplary
Tears have shattered my soul what you said is true
Always the head of the house, I didn't know how to teach
And I raised a difficult beast to control
I sowed and now reap complaints of the cruel truth
The stone was the source and it started bleeding
Forgive me son for not knowing how to educate you.
