I could've sworn my grip would've never slipped
But now we're both eating shit, pretending it never happened
Not to sound too cynical
But I hate everything, everywhere, all the time
And this song is just another thing on the never-ending list
Of things that I regret doing in my life
We had the chance, we blew it
We fucked up and we knew it
The time that was lost is never coming back
We were aware, refusing
To attempt, confusing these feelings
With death lending us it's helping hand
I've tried my best but I'm still the worst
I can't quite find the words
To say to make everything okay
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