I've learned a lot about repentance, a lot about my shame
I felt the dark inside me long before it called my name
I thought my spine was stronger, till my bones began to break
From all the weight of never ending
Hate, hate what I've done
When the floodgates are open and the damage is done
Hate what I've become
The fight forgotten hasn't always been won
I feel the pressure closing in
It weighs on my mind till I start to cave in
Regret is calling out to me
And I'm tired of answering
So sick of searching for a sense of relief
So sick of seeing my conscience as the enemy
So cut me off before it's too late to see
I'll weigh you down till you're sinking with me
Forgiveness never seemed so far
Pick at the scabs enough, soon they turn to scars
I was young and idealistic; that was stripped away by time
And in the end all that was left was
Hate, hate what I've done
When the floodgates are open and the damage is done
The clocks won't stop, the race is already run
I feel the pressure closing in
It weighs on my mind till I start to cave in
Regret is calling out to me
And I'm tired of answering
In a crooked spiral
In a spin that never comes to rest
We turn again, we turn again
In a flame of repentance
We wash away the pain and the regret
We burn again, we burn again
(We burn again)
In a crooked spiral
In a spin that never comes to rest
We turn again, we turn again
In a flame of repentance
In a permanent purgatory
We burn again, we burn
So sick of searching for a sense of relief
So sick of seeing my conscience as the enemy
So cut me off before it's too late to see
I'll weigh you down till you're sinking with me
