I look back on those times I held so dear to myself, it's all so sad they got left behind.
I think it's safe to say I chose to live the way I do. I got my world bane and torn
up but still trying hard to change yet, I'm still pathetic anyways. All cause I've
grown so much hating everything that I'm not, my conscience starts to rot in this coffin
that she kindly bought. All innocence was lost like putting my faith in God. No Father, no son
your no help for holding on. There's nothing left of this just remains of a self loathed sickness.
Where did I inherit this lack of confidence? It still fucking hurts me to say,
I wasted my life all away. All cause I've grown so much hating everything that I'm not,
my conscience starts to rot in this coffin that she kindly bought.
All innocence was lost like putting my faith in God.
No Father, no son your no help for holding on.

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