What's it like to feel remorse? What's it like to not feel a sense of entitlement? And all of our holy wars ended up feeling just a bit sacrilegious. I want to know if we really ruined everything? Misanthropic. We're one in the same, but would you want to know my name? I never want to feel this way again. I'm sorry couldn't fix all our mistakes. I'm sorry couldn't rid us of the hate. Hope has lost its way again in the weight of our embrace. Running out of patience for the things I want to say. I can't believe that "something" would just let us fall apart. But maybe we were nothing more than damned from the start. Tell me what it's like to feel alive. To not hate the person that's inside. They say that history repeats, so put me underneath your feet.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
