If I was hurting, I wouldn't want you to bring it up.
It was just a mistake, a mess-up.
Even if it wasn't my fault.
It's a feeling I can't molt.
Stuck on me like skin to a body.
I wish I would have caught it early.
But, instead I'm suffering now.
Something I would never allow.
But, that's not my choice.
I'll just use my voice.
They can have it, take it away.
It'll just astray.
Different from the path I chose.
Maybe I can just end this with an over-dose.
Quick and easy, straight to the center.
Then I won't be a beggar.
Crying for my life back.
I don't want to playback.
Though the hard and good times.
It's never worth the unfair fine.
It was just a mistake, a mess-up.
Even if it wasn't my fault.
It's a feeling I can't molt.
Stuck on me like skin to a body.
I wish I would have caught it early.
But, instead I'm suffering now.
Something I would never allow.
But, that's not my choice.
I'll just use my voice.
They can have it, take it away.
It'll just astray.
Different from the path I chose.
Maybe I can just end this with an over-dose.
Quick and easy, straight to the center.
Then I won't be a beggar.
Crying for my life back.
I don't want to playback.
Though the hard and good times.
It's never worth the unfair fine.
