All my heroes are human
And my gods are all dead
And hope's hard to find
So I'll hide out in bed
And I harbor a hatred
For anyone left with
A fragment of a smile
I sewed on the bottle
And that didn't help
It only brought clarity
Back to this hell
It made me confront me
That maybe I might need
A break from myself for a while
Now I know myself a bit too well
And I'm not sure I like what I've become
Self loathing is overwhelming
Every mirror is a loaded gun
Go!
The past is the past
And what's done is done
There's no takin' back
All the times I've fucked up
I misplaced my hatred
And traded in love
For a feeling so fleeting
And countless apologies
'Cause I'm not much
To want to learn from my mistakes
I tend to hide behind the habits I should shake
If you really knew me
I'm not sure you'd like me
So I'll remain concealed in regret
'Cause now I know myself a bit too well
And I'm not sure I like what I've become
Self loathing is overwhelming
Every mirror is a loaded gun
Can we change, or are our ways too set in stone?
Can we change, or are our ways too set in stone?
Can we change, or are our ways too set in stone?
Can we change, or are our ways too set in stone?
