| "The Apology" | |
| My pretty little parasite, what are you up to late at night. You walk the streets in single strides, hiding from the morning light. You cry alone, everynight. It's all you know. If I had a soul to sell, I'd pay you back a thousand fold. And if I had a heart to give, I'd give it up to you. I'm sorry for what i've done, sorry for what i've become. Wandering through a field of dreams, this toxic nightmare rules the seam. reminds me of a kinder time, and things that I no longer feel. Why should I run from what I've done, Stoned the world and killed the sun, Taken by this foolish rage, and things i can no longer change | |