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Pardon & Regret

That title is so cliché
I'm not gonna talk about regret actually because I think it's bullshite
The first word although might show up quite a bit
While I know you hate it when people get miserable over begging yours
What I might have done, quite a few times,
So, sorry, I beg your pardon


I have no regrets
I said I wouldn't be talking bout regret
I don't regret it

There are all these poets,
All these artists, these geniuses
Sharing, describing every feeling I could imagine
Spark through me

I'm wondering
Do I have my seat in this crowd?
Which row am I at?
Do I want to be here, oh my


Please, please
Never say my name again
Never think of me again
Never make me feel again
Oh please, I'm begging you
Never admit your love again
Never sell me hope again
I wanna disappear forever
In this dope, again

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