We have all earned our share of misery
|Where am I, where am I?
Why do I care now?
It never really mattered before,
And getting lost was ordinary.
But suddenly, I want to settle,
win this battle I'm raging against myself.
I want to make peace and not have
my insides yell at me always.
I want to belong, I want to believe,
That I'm not long gone,
That I alone ain't guilty.
I'm exhausted of my regrets,
That make me the person I now am.
I'm insecure about the fact
that they'er all happy with themselves.
How aren't their secrets,
Feeding upon their sanity?
Am I truly the only one guilty?
Is everyone else perfect and am I truly
The blot on His clean sheet?
Will I ever deserve
to be free from my demons?
I'm sorry I dared to ask,
I'm sorry, I'm sorry...