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Chorus:

I'm sor-ry, for, the pain...

My ways...

Of my ways...

Everything I did, to, break...

Your heart...

Your heart...

 

Verse 1:

I've fallen, dropped dead on the ground, covered in autumn

Leaves blanket my body, it's warming

My arms' out, spread about whilst my sword's in my organs

It's sawing

I look around, no hope to be found, just warning

Blood filling my eyes like the Sun in the sky, the morning

I'm sick, filled with blood, just ills, no good

Sins and such, the pills fill my gut

I can't stand, but still, I must

Abandoned by God, but Beelzebub

No light, but still I look

My knees shake, I feel 'em buck

Found but lost, I was bound to God

Nobody, nowhere, I'm out, no love

Whatever I did to dispel His trust

I'm out of touch

Pray to the stars, hope that He's not far away...

 

Chorus:

I'm sor-ry, for, the pain...

My ways...

Of my ways...

Everything I did, to, break...

Your heart...

Your heart...

 

Verse 2:

Spent too much time looking up

To bother to look, down or around

From high ground, a mountain, I've just been fucking up

It sucks now, now that I realise I missed out on the good stuff

I guess I can take a second chance as good luck, but

I've had so many lost chances, from raps to romance

Tryna' figure out how to stray from old ways, to a new man

Speaking to the wind, or breaking barriers with my old man

Or pray with broke hands, word to God, or wherever the Throne's at

Whoever it belongs to, just know that, no matter

What I did, what promises I broke, or what arms I slit

I'll do whatever it takes, whether it's to fight shit, or die with

No dignity, if there's a chance, I'll die to find it

No matter what place I'm in, I'm gonna make sure I'm forgiven

For givin', you shit, or whatever bitch I was twistin'

For every broken heart, or eyes I wettened

Just know that if I apologised, I meant it

I fight for better, human lives or lesser, I'm forever...

 

Chorus:

I'm sor-ry, for, the pain...

My ways...

Of my ways...

Everything I did, to, break...

Your heart...

Your heart...

 

Post-Chorus:

I'm sorry for it, for it all

Broken hearts and everything

Everything, more

Every bad word I said

Everything you fought against

I'm sorry for...

For it all

 

Verse 3:

All things that have fallen can only rise

Whether it's the Son of the Morning, or the sunshine

Sometimes it comes time

You're stuck in a corner, looking for some guide

It doesn't come but, with some luck

You can fight yourself out of it, spouting shit at the dumb fuck

Who has you stuck up, the wall

If they're talking shit then beat it out of 'em, then look up

The way up is mountainous

But legends weren't made from good luck, just battles and

People countin' them out 'til they turned around and grounded 'em

Just stand up and look tough

You're not dead, not yet

No body, rot flesh

Got a long way to march yet

Whether or not you're God-sent

Right, wrong, or you can't decided yet

My neck's upon my body, I'm not gone or dead

It's not my curtain call 'til that curtain falls

But first of all, I've got a lot to talk about

To learn shit I haven't heard before, or was taught about

To hear what I have to fight for, or endure without

Whether to fight more or just talk it out

Fuck around or arise an army to torch the town

Make sure every apology I made wasn't in vain

Better myself to forget all my ways

Shed my body of sins so for God, I can change

Nobody's a Saint

But at least I can repent to assure I'm not ever the same

Man that I was, wash the sins off of my skin

And all the lies I was hiding within

Become new or die with it in

Lodged in my body like the knife that it is

Let loose and fight, die for this

I get to decide what time it is

Whether it's time that I died, or if it's my time again

This is the philosophy that I'm fighting with

Thriving with, it coursing through my veins, my life ascends

Break through the Heavenly gates where the better me waits

Open arms, I just let 'em all take

Me in, just let the embrace prolong, whatever it takes

Its been a threatening race, broke my body

But it's fine, no matter the fractures and breaks, it's great...

 

Chorus:

I'm sor-ry, for, the pain...

My ways...

Of my ways...

Everything I did, to, break...

Your heart...

Your heart...

 

Post-Chorus:

I'm sorry for it, for it all

Broken hearts and everything

Everything, more

Every bad word I said

Everything you fought against

I'm sorry for...

For it all