Lyrics:
we are the children of the wounded
who try to do their best
through the eyes of a child
echoes running through their heads
(hook)
echoes, echoes, echoes
running through my mind
just let go, let go, let go
nowhere to hide
echoes, echoes, echoes
running through my mind
just let go, let go, let go
nowhere to hide
used to look into my father's eyes
saw the struggle, but he never stopped to cry
when in poverty there's not the time
you gotta bottle it and hope the product is not too violent
has me wondering how does one recover when
they see their mother burn alive right there in front of them?
only fifteen, oldest of his siblings
forced to raise them while holding to his big dreams
and underneath the surface
that pain was waiting to come up in a burst
and sometimes, my brother got it first
and he'd pass it along to me to cover up the hurt
one day, when it all overloaded
I had it up to here but didn't know how to show it
so before I might get afraid
I closed my eyes tight and punched him right in the face
jumped back uncontrollably shaken
awaiting the return but he showed me restraint
in that space we owned our mistakes
and I felt in that moment we'd broken a chain
learned to respect the work ethic
he said the words never accept the first edit
expect the worst but don't let the nerves get it
I try to forget the hurt but the echoes return yelling
(hook)
echoes, echoes, echoes
running through my mind
just let go, let go, let go
nowhere to hide
echoes, echoes, echoes
running through my mind
just let go, let go, let go
nowhere to hide
(bridge)
feel it coming back again
feel it coming back again
feel it coming back again
feel it coming back again
feel it coming back again
feel it coming back again
feel it coming back again
feel it coming back again
look mom,
if I had a penny every time your lies passed as truth
I'd save up till I could buy back my youth
went for days with a bowl of dried vomit
poured urine on me, forced me to sit in ice water
I'd fight harder and cry but why bother
the bi-product I thought I'd always need my guard up
there was love in every little punishment
but ignoring your past, you ended up becoming it
repressed memories are like a disease
that show no symptoms till you die in your sleep
exposing everyone that might be in reach
so it comes no surprise to me
you don't remember or choose to admit abuse that you did
when you don't remember a thing from when you were a kid
it lingers and the truth of it is
if you don't confront it your children are due to relive it
falling in the trap of blaming you for my mistakes
acknowledging the cracks, making use of the shapes
you will never be an excuse, forever be my purpose
the strength in my voice, the direction to the urgency
and every word I speak is a testament to your lessons that nurtured me
the learning and encouragement that nurtured my dreams
but every now and then the echoes return as screams
(hook)
echoes, echoes, echoes
running through my mind
just let go, let go, let go
nowhere to hide
echoes, echoes, echoes
running through my mind
just let go, let go, let go
nowhere to hide
(bridge)
feel it coming back again
feel it coming back again
feel it coming back again
feel it coming back again
feel it coming back again
feel it coming back again
feel it coming back again
feel it coming back again
Produced by Adam Berg
Lyrics by Toby Ganger
Synths, Keys, and Programming by Adam Berg
Bass by Itai Shapira
Additional Vocals by Mary Akpa and Lovelogiq
Recorded at Manifest Studios in Santa Monica, CA. by David Burris and Adam Berg
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