This one, this one right here… this was my dream, my wish.
And it didn’t come true.
So I’m taking it back. I’m taking them all back.
Still, I’ll harvest the blame
To me it’s all the same
The guilty have no shame
Jokingly said you’d burn all that was mine in your place
With serious written all over your face
So I sleep in my cloths just in case
I feel the flames touch my face I can make my escape with grace