Storm clouds make their way The second the smoke clears I see the horizon Standing vertical It's exactly how I feared Time well wasted, I must say Sure as hell wouldn't have it Any other way And to all the people who succeeded In bringing me down I've got just one thing left to say
This is my last confession Censored for your protection I want to make amends And do it all again
If I had the chance I wouldn't change it For the world
This is my last confession Censored for your protection I want to make amends And do it all again
