Everything has lost its former meaning, all that was white is now gray and all the black has gone the same way.
Morally colourless and fazed by the light.
I feel like a song from The Platters, pretending I'm alright.
But nothing is alright. I had a feeble mind and blew you away;
unknowingly fucking all my life from that point on.
"I'm a big man and I only make the right choices" made of me a failed fucker.
Whatever, whatever, I do what I want!!!
It's funny how one mistake can make your whole life a sentimental hell;
it's funny how a choice as left me grinding my teeth for years.
What if after all these years I begged for your pardon?!
What if after all these years I manned up?!
Would colour grow back into my life and jump start my long time aphasic heart??
Or would your dismay make me fall into permanent darkness?
She need a way to turn around the bend
She said I want to walk away and start over again.
There are things I've done I can't erase
I want to look in the mirror, see another face
I said never would I do it again
I want to walk away, start over again.
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