Letra
Ver letra con acordes
I am a victim of my time
a produce of my age
there's no choosing my direction
i was a holy man but now
with all my trials behind me
i am weak in my conviction
And so i walk to try to get away
knowing that someday
i will finally have to face
the fear that will come from knowing that
the one thing i had left was you
and now you're gone
You were a victim of my crimes
a product of my rage
you were a beautiful distraction
i kept you locked away outside
let misery provide
and now i am ashamed
And so i walk to try to find a space
where i can be alone to live with my mistakes
and the fear that will come
from knowing that the one thing
i had left was you
and now you're gone