Sister, how do I recompense? I've been visiting dark places All at at your expense And sometimes mine too But it only bites me, and it burns you and regret never did a fucking thing to prevent our pain and suffering
Mother, how I have failed you? I swore a sacred duty But never followed through Preemptively digging graves Like it were up to me to decide our fates Arrogance and pessimism Keeping me cold and distant
Child, how have I let you down? Where you saw my potential I only saw potential to drown My faith has been dissuaded But now I can see despite our difference in years It is you who are wise, not me
I hope its not too late for you I hope its not too late for me I hope its not too late
The path was laid before me I was getting in my own way used to think it didn't matter If it was only hurting me Martyrdom isn't noble When your own hand holds the blade We're in the real world now Where actions carry weight
If the men I gave myself to Took it as permission To treat you like they treated me I couldn't live with myself Ashamed of who I am So sick of this culture of doom I don't want to die With this shame upon my shoulders
Bury me in disgrace if you must But please bury me Maybe I can be of some use Decomposing Nitrogen and carbon feel no morality and I'd be less destructive as a flower or a treeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
