All I ask of you is to stick around.
Express the pain and your sadness.
All I ask of you is to turn him down.
Confess the system at work here.
Wounds take time to heal.
Wounds take time to heal.
All I ask of you is to stick around.
Explain the art of your madness.
All I ask is the truth and that you turn him down.
Confess the system at work here.
Wounds take time to heal.
Wounds take time to heal.
I have an idea about the voices I hear.
They're audible to everyone, everyone but me.
Turn it off.
I've been walking in shoes laced with poison,
through a grave of your distractions,
looking over seems like something is missing,
I have burned a hole in your conscience,
I'm so sorry,
I didn't mean what I said,
I still love you,
screams the architect of us,
I've tried to tell you,
with these words that I love you and I'm sorry,
I am sorry.
