Filth on this ledge, needeth attention, needeth be tidied Memories attached to bits and pieces of rubbish, is my rubbish Decorum dictates one's state of mind be clean, be tidy And I would comply with every request doing less than I should
I regret my hurt inflicting words Wounds, now scars, of ill intent could speak though Mine was ever one of insight pure Wisdom went unheard, unwitnessed by I regret all warnings spoken, loud All precaution gone replaced with dumb resolve Unitarily proceeding, erring So one's left to watch it all unfurl
I regret the times I stayed behind When all things of worth deemed worthy and true By that heightened, sharpened state of mind Thus I sat and thought and missed my cue I regret my dreams of flying low Staying 'neath too much and still content Well despised by peers though not of mind To stay free of lies, of life made mockery
I regret, I regret everything
I regret, I regret it all
I regret my visions coming true World of wrongness, one of people wronged Fear of losing what can not be owned Owing what was never borrowed I regret the future things I'll do Being only human, sack of flesh Seems remembrance is only apt All that ever was will be again
Filth on this ledge, needeth attention, needeth be tidy Memories attached to bits and pieces of rubbish, is my rubbish Decorum dictates one's state of mind be clean, be tidy And I would comply to every request to do less than one should, than I shouldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
