A Vicious Reality

Storm clouds make their way
The second the smoke clears
I see the horizon
Standing vertical
It's exactly how I feared
Time well wasted, I must say
Sure as hell wouldn't have it
Any other way
And to all the people who succeeded
In bringing me down
I've got just one thing left to say

This is my last confession
Censored for your protection
I want to make amends
And do it all again

If I had the chance
I wouldn't change it
For the world

This is my last confession
Censored for your protection
I want to make amends
And do it all again

I wish I could
Do it all again