Sorry mama...

Mama, she has taught me well
Told me when I was young
"Son, your life's an open book
Don't close it before it’s done"
"The brightest flame burns quickest"
That's what I heard her say
A son's heart's owned to mother
But I must find my way

“Rebel” my new last name
Wild blood in my veins
Apron strings around my neck
The mark that still remains
Left home at an early age
Of what I heard was wrong
I never asked forgiveness
But what I said is done

Let my heart go
Let your son grow
Mama, let my heart go
Let this heart be still

Never I ask of you
But never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness I now take to my grave
So let this heart be still

Mama, now I'm coming home
I'm not all you wished of me
But a mother's love for her son
Unspoken, help me be
I took your love for granted
And all the things you said to me
I need your arms to welcome me
But a cold stone's all I see

("Mama Said" - Hetfield/Ulrich)

Sorry mama, but I have to be myself
For better and for worst...