i'm no good at failure
one too many times
dead end kid, dead man walking
saved me one last day
regrets are for the lost
bad memories for the wicked
misses and catastrophes
i live for what i've done
mistakes can only teach you
if you don't like being wrong
take all my sorry's that i've said
shove them back into my mouth
regrets are for the lost
bad memories for the wicked
misses and catastrophes
i live for what i've done
it's not that i mean
to fuck up all the time
but sometimes the world fucks up itself
and it comes around my fault
regrets are for the lost
bad memories for the wicked
misses and catastrophes
i live for what i love
i live for what i've done.
Friday, January 30, 2009
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